#NoFilter Poetry Slam

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I find myself insecure when I look at myself without any editing.

I'll feel as if I am discrediting...

..as I compare myself to other girls,

I believe that I am not beautiful to the whole-wide world.

It pains me to see myself without any make-up.

To be sincere, I'd rather be fake.

Though I'd hate to admit it, it's for my own selfish sake.

To be loved by others by my false self.

To be beautiful at least once, was my cry to God for help.

Ever since I had been a child, I've been bullied.

Only option I had left was for my soul to be sullied.

The way I looked, people teased.

Pushed me around, stepped on my shoes and did what they pleased.

So without this filter I hold,

I'd have nothing in reality to behold.

But I have a special someone who makes me realize my self-worth.

That I actually am beautiful, even though I think my appearance is a curse.

What I've learned with life is an astounding thing to see,

Life is actually as alluring indeed.

You may feel that you don't fit in this puzzle,

But someone will be there to break themselves for you quite subtle.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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