A True Poem About Myself

I sit here 
Weekend after weekend
Doing nothing
Because I'm to shy too go out
I feel like I ant skinny enough
I feel like I ant pretty enough
Nor do I have a fake tan
My hair is a mess when I wake
My socks never have mates
My clothing style is a little to country
So instead of going out I sit here
Listening to Sad You tube Videos
Over and Over again
Trying to get the will power
To say forget it and go out
But ever time I head for that door 
I always shake 
I just walk away
And just Say Forget it
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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May 6, 2011 at 8:24 PM
Don't isolate yourself...you have much to offer. Inch out a little at a time, make a few friends, laugh a little, talk a little, look around and appreciate what you see...there is beauty everywhere, and most people have a core of caring inner kindness. And keep writing; you will find that it really helps.
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