Me
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.