9 / Worth
How much am I worth?
Your admiration? Certainly not
since you will choose blonde over black
blue over brown
and those earthy colors are all I've got.
How much am I worth?
Your attention? Certainly not
for you don't ever glance my way
or even hear what I just said
but is staring at that girl down the hallway.
How much am I worth?
Your approval? Certainly not
because you like booty shorts
and makeup and tube tops
which makes me wonder in my dumb sweater why I even try.
How much am I worth?
Your affection? Certainly not
seeing as you're always booked
in the library, the dining hall, dorms
while I haven't had anyone in so long it hurts.
♥︎
(don't read the below kinda depressing tbh)
god i hate this plus i feel like my poetry is crap recently +_+ but anyway as usual hope y'all can relate or at least sympathize bc this is true. i know nobody should decide my worth but myself but sometimes it feels like there's no validation and that sucks. bonus negative points when i feel like the validations are just fake and i'm undeserving of them :)
but anyway it's 12:42 am over here and i won't go to sleep and ya know that feeling when you just feel bad for no reason oof being alive is so complicated.
anyway bye
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