Misread and Underestimated

Sat, 11/29/2014 - 02:47 -- moontea

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They tell me that I’m a quiet girl, an innocent one

That I’m not a leader or is capable of leading

They view me as this simple girl

One who’s just not good enough

A plain girl they’d say, from a single first glance

Or so it feels like

Little do they know that I am so much more

 

With a joyful laughter that bounces from wall to wall

Energy of bursting pop rocks

Optimism great enough to redefine the limit

A soul so free that constantly roams

Capable of loving with such an intense passion

A sparkler capable of lighting up the night

That is who I truly am

 

They underestimate me and my capabilities

But do they really know what I’m capable of?

I am strong enough to move a mountain

Powerful enough to incite a revolution even

But what’s stopping me?  Myself.

 

Held down by my own fear

Deep down I am scared

Confident but just not enough

Unable to express who I truly am for the fear of being judged

Wanting to be loved by all and hated by none

Resorting to isolation as a way to disassociate with conflicts

 

But this must change, or so I told myself

Who cares what others think?

I am capable of greatness

I will step out of my boundary and blossom

I will be who I truly am

Behind the curtain

 

 

 

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