Self esteem

She’s just a girl you see

She’s got the brains friends and a family

The only thing she can’t seem to realize

Is her beauty that lies inside

 

You’ll never see her frown

Well you see she’s always smiling

Even when she’s feeling down

However when night comes to steal day

When she’s all alone

You will find her crying

 

The precious tears, race with each other down her face

Drip, Drip, Drip

 

She gets called beautiful, amazing, and wonderful all the time

But one little insult for her lasts a lifetime

It’s like she’s diagnosed with this type of disease

Many call it low self esteem

 

It’s ironic because as she tells others to love themselves

She is crying bucket loads of herself

But see this is such a bitter sweet thing

As she wakes up in the morning

She puts on her smile which others benefit from

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My community
Our world

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