Category : Poems

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Couldn't say I ever
Patted myself on the back
Or smiled in the mirror
But, I always dropped likes
On my Instagram selfies.

Couldn't say I knew
four words that could've stitched wounds
Let alone the three 
That would've mended a broken heart. 

If only I could've said it earlier.
If only I could've heard it before. 
But I can't, so this is why
I'll massage myself 
And model for my reflection.
It's all for the boy deep down inside
Who didn't believe in affection.

I'm proud of you.

You stumbled on the journey and
scuffed your shoes plenty of times
When you lacked the confidence
To stand tall and keep your head up.

Even amongst friends 
You wished to fade away, laughing 
harder than everyone else
In fear the moment wasn't everlasting.

I can't stop shouting the words.
They waltz on tongue and flutter off
Any chance that they get.


I'm proud of you. 
For what you were
For who you are
For what you survived
For how far
You came.