Hashtags and selfies have never been my kind of thing,

For I have never been a bird with social media wings.

So why do I constantly hide behind filters,

Hoping that no one will see me splinter?

 

Why do I constantly pretend to smile?

Is it to make someone’s day worthwhile?

Or do I do it just to fit in?

So that no one will notice the tears dripping off my chin.

 

But why should it even matter?

If I were to fall and shatter?

I’m not anything important.

What I am worth is scant.

 

Yet why do I feel in my heart this flutter

When others tell me I have my head in the gutter

And that they are oh so glad

To have met a girl who so is “rad”?

 

It must be a mistake.

It can’t be me, who’s so easy to break

When times get tough

And I’m thrown in the rough.

 

My parents have told the truth

Since all the way back to my youth.

Haven’t they?

That I should’ve been thrown away?

 

I am worthless,

And undoubtedly not a blessing.

At least, that’s part of what they think,

All of which is so hard to take in with just a blink.

 

Why do my parents give me frowns

While others refuse to let me look down?

Something is obviously not right,

And I refuse to sit tight.

 

No more with the tears.

There has too many over the years.

Now is time to stand firm and tall

Even if I’m not at all.

 

I no longer will be oppressed.

I want to show to the world my best.

I don’t care what my parents have to say.

They will no longer make my world gray.

 

I will fight

To make everyone’s day bright.

I will go at arm’s length

To give everyone strength.

 

I won’t let tears make visions’ blurry.

Instead, eyes will be clear so that owners’ can see they are worthy.

Lastly, my smile will no longer be fake,

For I will no longer accept that I am a mistake.