I am.

zhangyuyouyu

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 Offline)
  • Published: June 26th, 2024 08:25
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • User favorite of this poem: Qurrathul Ain.
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Comments1

  • Qurrathul Ain

    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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