Whispers
I hear the whispers the loudestVoices behind me, mocking me
Talking of my flaws
Speaking against my insecurities
Making me doubt myself
And I lose all confidence
Friends speak loudly of my strengths
They try to help
Make me feel like myself
Proud, respectful, happy
But the whispers ruin me
And make me no longer me
I try not to whisper
No one deserves that
To lose all faith in themselves
But sometimes I do
Sometimes people get hurt
And they still whisper too
Poetry by Paul Vermette
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Written on 2009-03-27 at 15:25
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