Her Self Worth

skyebellasario

Late at night,

Her phone sings a tune.

An enticing melody.

A name flashes .

Her eyes become glowing stars.

Her fingers dart to the screen.

But halt before hitting it

They hover above the two 

Choices.

Green or red.

Answer or deny.

Part of her needs to hear

His dulcet tones.

Part of her

Can't stand the sight of his name.

 

Why does a beautiful, young girl

Measure her self worth

On whether he bothers to

Call or even message.

 

It's the tale as old as time.

A girl,

Infatuated by a boy

Who has done nothing to 

Deserve her.

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Comments4

  • Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose)

    i like this 🙂 you speak true words . so many girls fall for guys who do not treat them the way they deserve . i enjoyed reading this , i like how you brought in the conflict of emotions her wanting to answer the phone and not wanting to , infatuation but annoyance

    • skyebellasario

      Thank you! I am so pleased you liked it 🙂

    • Laura🌻

      Skye,
      Your message is loud and clear! Measure your own self worth! You’re the only one who has the power to do that! If you depend on him, he’s not worth and doesn’t deserve that green choice!

      ~Laura~

      • skyebellasario

        This poem wasn't actually based off me but thank you for reading it and the favourite! 🙂

      • Accidental Poet

        It's been going on for ages. Boy wants girl, girl wants boy. But they're both afraid to admit it. A great write though sky.

        • skyebellasario

          Exactly AP! Thank you for the fave 🙂

        • ann.qindar

          I like that this is relatable. It happens to older girls too.



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