Insecurity

Someday I’ll learn to value me for every little thing i do
If you were an artist how would you paint me
You can feel the anger
You can feel the pain
Which these insecurities bring
People say she’s a beauty
But she doesn’t think of herself as that
The frown at her reflection
She throws the mirror down
It shatter to the floor
This wasn’t the same girl anymore
I’m still here, everyday
I’m here, but i’m not really here
In my eyes i see a monster
And it’s tearing you apart
You are better than you think you are
You stronger then you know
You’re beautiful
But in your own way


Crockett High School

11th

Cats

Cats are perfection
They don’t need much
They don’t need to be walked
They don’t need toys, they will make their own
Cats are a soft love that needs no fuel
They are happy with soft blankets and cuddling
They make their approval know
And they disapproval apparent
Cats can be cold
They will destroy your things
They are independent
But when a cat loves you their love is pure