Poem: Diary of an Insecure Teenager

Someone once told me I have no friends.

I thought, Yes, I must have no friends.

Someone once told me I’m ugly.

I thought, Wow! I knew it all along.

Someone once told me I am liked by no one.

I thought, Well of course that’s correct.

Someone once told me that no one wants me.

I thought, Yes, no one in the entire world.

Someone once told me why can’t I go kill myself

I thought, Okay then I will.

But someone else told me I’m a wonderful person who’s

Creative,

Nice,

Pretty,

Amazing,

Someone to care about.

And I said, “Thank you for loving me.”