username; FoalMoon
name; Exo
gender; Female
poem;
Two Voices
There are two voices in my mind
One is good, one is bad
One is right, and one is wrong.
One tells me that I am amazing,
Smart,
Beautiful.
The other tells me I'm worthless,
Dull,
and ugly.
One is right, and one is wrong.
But I can't tell which one,
So I believe what the second voice says.
I am worthless, dull, and ugly.
That voice isn't mine,
it's the voice of what I think,
what I think the people around me think,
what I think I look like,
what I think I act like,
what I think I think like.
The other voice is the voice of what I know.
I know I'm beautiful,
I know i'm smart,
I know i'm nice,
I know i'm awesome.
This is when I realize,
I know what I know.
It may seem stupid,
but trusting yourself,
and having confidence in yourself,
and knowing yourself,
and accepting yourself for who you are,
just might save your life.
Listen to what you know.
Ugh had to do something inspiring because I felt depressed and this helps ^^ *rip*
extras; WIP