'self worth

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I find it hard to believe that I am loved. well, I know that I am loved... but am i loved? loved enough for you to pick me over someone else?
What does it mean to have worth? Is it something that is assigned to you at birth? I have searched for the answer since I was a child, And through my journey, I have become tired.
i feel sad. i feel sad because the world is angry. i want to use my words to sooth its temper but paper isn’t enough. and when i shout them,
i feel sad. i feel sad because the world is angry. i want to use my words to sooth its temper but paper isn’t enough. and when i shout them,
The brave never settle, can’t seem to rest. I know this, but I’m resting in a chair sipping the diluted “tea” I paid five dollars for
Can't keep a diary when there's no such thing as privacy It hurts Trapped in my body trapped in my head Who's keeping us together? Baby boy stops her from shattering
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