I learnt that
First, I am not a good friend
When we get into a quarrel, my first instinct is to apologise and hide
From your wrath or failure of rejection
I do not know
But I know that
Secondly, I am a bad daughter
I offer barely any sort of assistance to you when we both are clearly struggling
I am sorry
Because I realised that
Neither am I a good student
A mix of procrastination and apathy
Like a stage VI bed cancer
And lastly, I am a bad person overall
In any role I am in
A friend who is non-existent
A daughter bringing disgrace to the family
A student who does barely the minimum
A leader bringing the team to failure
A team member who brings nothing to the table
I could go on and on about every flaw of myself
But I would not want to bore you with my insecurities,
my overthinking with no plan to change in my mind
Just a highly painful self-awareness constantly haunting me
I believe I have been enlightened on my suffocating negativity
That I can't contain under my ominous appearance,
ill-fitting jeans and bleeding scars
Thank you.
- Author: zhangyuyouyu (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 26th, 2024 08:25
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments1
Nobody is perfect and 100% agreeable. I believe flaws and imperfections are what makes us humans. With a complex heart and mind, we can't be always optimistic. But we should try looking for the light in the darkness, even within ourselves. Because if we keep believing in the darkness, we will lose sight of the tiny speck of light around us. A poem so relatable, thank you for sharing!
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