I try to see myself clearly,
but the mirror fogs with doubt,
my mind reshaping every curve,
every line,
into something cruel.
I trace the parts I hate
until they feel permanent,
like scars no one else can see.
People tell me I’m fine,
I’m beautiful,
I’m enough—
but their voices
never reach the places
where my thoughts whisper louder.
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Author:
Iris Nazarene (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sorry, I haven't written a poem in a hot minute, you guys!! I've been busy with school, but since the second semester is here, I'll make sure to make some more. Hope everyone is doing great, and I appreciate all the love from y'all always.
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Comments6
Self doubt creeps in and remains held within. What others say makes no difference. A sad but all to true write. Well done
Thank you, I appreciate it.
You are most welcome
Repeat after me. I am the greatest.
The world is your oyster now.
Divide and conquer.
I love this, thank you.
Don't listen to the lies, beauty is of the heart. And wisdom changes the face.
Youth is always attractive, and precious, and easily squandered.
Fortunately, as age creeps in, we have Wabi Sabi!
Don't listen to the lies.
Thank you so much, I appreciate it. Love Wabi Sabi!
Amazing poem. Honestly very relatable
Thank you so much.
Very well written and very relatable. Love the imaging — very descriptive and gives an inside look to this feeling. Well done!!
Thank you so much. I appreciate it!!
self doubt creeps in at the slightest chance it gets - don't let it demotivate you....keep shining bright...and reminding yourself of your inner and outer beauty
Thank you so much. This is so nice!
you are most welcome. take care.
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