Loser

I feel as if I’m inadequate,
No job and no money, worthless…
I’m sad and jealous…

I feel like a loser, with nothing 
To show,
I feel fat and gross,
Internal battles are plaguing me…

I wish I looked different,
And had something to feel proud of…
I have nothing to contribute,
And I feel like a burden…

I wish I could go to this and this,
And buy lots of groceries…

My self-esteem is at a low,
I see nothing but flaws…
I hate looking at myself…
No job, fat, gross, worthless…

I feel like a loser…
In my eyes, everyone’s prettier,
More successful and skinnier…

I yearn for confidence…
I want so badly for money, and a REAL job…

Instead I’ve nothing, 
It’s not that I don’t try,
I try so hard,

And with every day that passes,
No call, no emails,
I feel worse,
My heart gets heavier…
I don’t want to eat in fear

That I’ll gain weight,
I don’t like my arms, stomach, and legs…
My smile is crooked,
And I have two chins…

I’m tired of my internal struggles…
Hearing my thoughts all day…
I wish I felt better,
I’d give anything…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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