Unmasked
What is confidence,
Because I surely don't know,
It is something that doesn't exsit in my head,
The negative thoughts just don't wanna let go,
So I sit there,
And I ponder,
Why do I have to look like this?
How much longer will these thoughts wander?
I am ugly,
I am horrible,
I am irrelaevent,
No one could ever want someone this terrible.
I don't look like her,
I could never be as beautiful,
And when I turn around to look at myself,
The only word that comes to mind is pitiful
I’m tired of the diets,
And all the workout plans,
When I know that in reality,
I’ll never be a fan,
On the outside I am confident,
I am pleased with how I appear,
But on the inside I hurt,
Alnd all those illusions disappear,
.People tell me to be happy with myself,
But I don't know how,
So I put my happy face on,
No one will know now.
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