Insecure
Alone and insecure.
I'm nothing special at all.
I know I'm not as pretty as her.
Unstable, to the ground i fall.
Broken, incomplete, shattered,
Empty, nothing worthless
Delicate, emotional, battered.
Fragile, hurt,a mess.
"Your beautiful gorgeous
Amazing funny pretty"
Why is he saying this?
Does he want to hurt me?
"Its okay you can trust me."
But i don't think i can..
Why wont he let me be?
So, away i ran.
But still the nice things he repeated.
Until that's all i could presage.
And still i deleted.
Message after message.
Never letting him in.
Never believing a word.
Hes not going to win
Hes being absurd.
I'm none of those things.
Not even close.
But he still clings.
Waiting for me to boast.
But i never believe.
So I'm still alone.
Isolated to grieve.
My heart feeling of stone.
Copyright © Samma Jamma | Year Posted 2010
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