No Ones More Damaged Than Me
It’s becoming harder to recall
A day and time when I awoke without prompt
Carefully clothed, standing tall
While studying my reflection, Not flinching at all
Manicured and groomed
Humming a tune
Leaving a trail of good vibes, as I danced down the hall
It’s difficult, you see
For someone like me
To feel adequate, important or wise
Most of my days, I’ve been ashamed
Hiding my average eyes
I hang my head low
Every place that I go
For the fear that someone may see
What I don’t want to show
I don’t need them to know
No one’s more damaged than me
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
