I Hate It - Poem by Jamal ugh
You make me feel unloved
I cant even live cause of you
insecurities, left right and above
I view myself imperfect in every view
'confidence' I pretend its there
but its nothing but a mask
everyone knows its fake, and doesnt care
from my eyes and wrist, the scars forever last
where did this all begin?
when did I hate my view?
all i know theres no end
this is something i always knew
who is the felling my head with deception?
who is drawing my insecurities nearer,
why do i listen in reception?
because the critic in the one in the mirror.
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