Growing up,
I was never good enough or even plain enough.
If anything,
My parents were always saying
how I was too much.
Emotions too big, voice too loud,
I could never be what they wanted,
And it hurts.
Now when I try to make friends and meet people,
I worry I’m a burden,
That I’m too much.
Too needy, too intense,
Too emotional.
I constantly ask for reassurance.
I know I can be annoying,
But I’m terrified of being rejected.
In the past I twisted myself in knots,
Just for crumbs of affection.
I never want to be in that place again.
So if I’ve approached someone,
Wanting to be closer,
I really hope they’ll accept me,
Insecurities and all.
About the Creator
Kittiari Clark
I've always had a love of books and writing. Most of what I will post is poetry, because I have a lot of emotions that need a safe outlet. I want to be a published author someday, and hope you all can help encourage me on my journey!
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Comments (1)
I've felt that way too. I think a lot of us have felt that way at some point in our lives. I find it hard to make friends because of that.