Ruth Fadairo

i question myself sometimes.

I question myself sometimes,

When I look in the mirror and see

The absolute complete opposite

Of what my friends tell me.

I question myself sometimes

And ask why don’t I have a lover?

I stare at myself,

Up and down,

The flaws keep rising, one after the other.

I question myself sometimes

Why do I not love me for me?

Opinion of others

Imprisoned in my mind

Why do I not love me for me?

I question myself sometimes

What is this void in my heart that I feel?

I feel empty, unfulfilled.

For now,

Let me keep my emotions concealed.