Insecure

Laughing and mumbling

Judgemental eyes stare and glare

Never leaving me

 

Always feeling judged

Constantly trying to change

Please just leave me be

 

Eyes always on you

Always judging your movements

Never being free

 

Change your attitude

Change your personality

You’ll never fit in

 

Keep trying to change

Judging eyes will follow you

You’re not good enough

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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