How can there be respect for me, when i dont give any to myself? the bruises show the marks of pain, not on the outside but on the inside im the stupidest person ive ever known. i dont blame anyone for not loving me im to ashamed tol ove them back, im selfish and concieted. my only wish is for a cupboard that i could crawl inside and everything would go away, i guess i already found my cupboard if only i didnt screw it up moreBirth sign: Libra
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