All lies
I act like I’m pretty
I act like I’m funny
But underneath the surface It all feels kinda bumpy
A roller coaster of thoughts
Saying I’m not good enough
Keeps tearing down my walls
Trying to call out all my bluff I love feeling accepted
Except it all seems fake
When people say they love me I push there trust away
Compliments they scare me, cause what if it's just a lie
They say my eyes are pretty
But all they do is cry
Poetry Slam:
This poem is about:
Me