A poem that relives the way that insecurity takes you over, but also how you overcome it. |
To hate yourself is to kill yourself: One step at a time. To hate yourself is to take a picture Of your side profile And use the color of the backdrop To carve out a prettier nose. To hate yourself is to always wear your hair down Because it hides your flaws— Your acne, Your shoulders, Your neck. To hate yourself is to cry when you put on makeup And you look in the mirror Thinking “Not even the facepaint can fix me” To hate yourself is start holding back your thoughts To avoid being as loud as they say you are, To draw less attention, To hide from those hurtful looks To hate yourself is to eat less, And run more, Until the days blur together, And you can’t remember who you were. But more than anything, Hating yourself will eat you back. It will start with your brain, And finish with your soul. And yet, you still think. You continue to feel, love, and fear. Because at the core of the hate, There is your true person within And the person within cannot be destroyed Only hidden. Under all That Hate. To find yourself is to heal yourself: One step at a time. |