Why?
Why does life have to be so complicated? Why is it
that everything I ever wanted and dreamt of as little
girls is the complete opposite? Are my expectations
to high? Am I too hard on myself? Why do I doubt my
ability of being good mother? Did I fail as wife or
did he fail me as a husband? It’s hard when someone means so
much to you but you don’t mean the same to
them. Insecurity has brought a dark shadow over me,
I feel as if I am not worthy of being me, I am no
longer beautiful, but have I ever been? The doubts
that cloud my mind bring upon an unexplained sense of
insecurity that make me doubt myself in so many
ways. I used to be strong and full of joy and
laughter. Am I going through a change of life or is
my life being changed by someone who does not share
the same dreams as I do? Do I keep fooling myself
that one day I will be that person’s priority? But
how can I be a priority to someone else if I’ve lost
myself in the darkness of complete distrust. Why?
Copyright © Graciela Gutierrez | Year Posted 2007
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