Me

Pondering for love i shall never recieve.

love can be described to be worthless words that will make risks even more risky .

judgemental people without common sense speak upon me ,

without uderstanding my expository.

what makes me, me?

Is it the trust worthy issues and harm that brought myself to me ?

Is it abandonment that leads me to abandon the world and its experieneces ?

who am i ?

am i the girl who loves to sing her heart out in every note she writes?

am i the girl who sits for hours to draw the perfect flower?

who am i ?

avoiding all eye contact , and it takes an whole decade to answer a question. 

why cant i be confident as most girls ? 

wheres my confidence ?

wheres the love for myself?

when will i break out of my shell 

instead of putting one foot in and the other out.

wheres my chance and when is it going to happen ?

i want to be loved for being myself.

but how can someone ever love me for myself, if dont know who i am ?

its like im talking to a 277ft brick wall. 

theres so many questions about myself, i cant even answer . 

im me .

me as in the girl who cant figure herself out.

me as in the odd girl out.

me as in the girl who over thinks questions pertaining to herself .

sincerely , me .