The contradictory Unlovable Being

Santajah Douglass

I don't think I'm loveable, I'm so feisty,

I scare men when they even look my way.

I'm alone half the time because I don't trust people,

Which is reasonable, for I've been hurt many times.

 

And now I believe I'm unlovable,

Though I have friends that love my entire being.

But it's not the same as a man saying he's into me,

When he hardly knows anything about me.

 

I don't blame them for thinking I'm unlovable,

I'm tough, with walls built strong,

Only a few can get by, and no one sticks around long enough,

To realize I have a tough interior, but I'm also really shy.

 

I'm cute and innocent, but will kick ass if necessary,

A girl like me truly is unlovable,

And I have not met a person to prove me wrong yet,

I don't think it's possible for a girl like me to be loved fully,

To the very end, and capture a heart filled with devotion and admiration.

 

But deep within, there's a longing,

A yearning to be seen and understood,

To have someone break through these walls,

And embrace the complexities that lie within.

 

I've built these defenses, a fortress around my heart,

To shield myself from the pain of past wounds,

But perhaps it's time to let someone in,

To let down these walls, and take a chance.

 

For love, it does not come without risk,

And vulnerability is the key,

To find someone who sees the fire within,

And embraces the fierce spirit that resides in me.

 

Yes, I may scare men away,

With my strong demeanor and independence,

But true love is not afraid of a challenge,

And in the right person, I hope to find the acceptance I seek.

 

I may be feisty, but I am also kind,

I may be alone, but I am still capable of love,

And though it may seem unlikely,

I hold onto hope, that one day, someone will see beyond,

The tough exterior and into the depths of my soul.

 

So here I stand, a contradiction of sorts,

Cute and innocent, yet fiercely determined,

Ready to face the world with all its uncertainties,

And open my heart to the possibility of love.

 

For even though I don't think I'm loveable,

I know that beneath it all, there lies a woman,

Full of love, passion, and a desire to be seen,

And I will continue to believe that one day,

Someone will prove me wrong and show me,

That I am indeed worthy of love, fully and completely.

  • Author: Santajah Douglass (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 3rd, 2024 18:53
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 2
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  • 2781

    A challenge for one lucky man.



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