Feeling stuck in a box, Never ready to come out. All the insecurities I have , That I don’t tell anyone about.
I am somehow jealous inside, When people love themselves as they are. Well , I have never loved myself, I am hidden under a scar.
People talking about how good they are, Is the only conversation I can’t join. Because all I see are cons in me, I am on the bad side of the coin.
The rusted, dirty, odd side of the coin, Is the place where I belong. I can never hide it, No matter how much I try to act strong.
I have gotten compliments, But I guess that is not the cure. I have never loved myself , I am just insecure.
Thanx. Pls follow this account. Lol I know I am very ugly.