all the men I've met,
and all the heartbreak I've suffered.
I wonder why it's been so hard.
However much I tried,
There always seemed to be something I lacked,
Something I'm not
and that I'll never be
Which led me to doubt,
about who I am,
what I'm not,
and who I want to be.
I discarded pieces of myself,
and tore apart my personality
Looking for the weaknesses.
I called myself pathetic,
boring,
and I thought
no wonder I can't find the one.
I bought new things
threw my old stuff away
Looking to buy my personality,
off a store shelf.
But I got tired of my new self
It's exhausting,
trying to keep up a facade.
My old self crept back in
I let her sneak past the store bought self,
and I wrapped her up in a fuzzy blanket.
We watched hobbits,
and ate popcorn,
which made me smile.
I made friends with myself again
I'm never going to let her go.