People

People are so wrapped up
in their lollipop lies
that they don't notice me
drowning.
In my own blood red
lake of realization.
Realizing I am worth as much
as the people let me know.
 i am
Nothing.

I used to lie to myself,
Tell myself people aren't
worth the pain
"I don't need your approval"
I'd yell from behind closed
doors and in their blocked ears.
But I do need to be approved
and I can't keep this
ignorance going.
Because it eats me
from the inside.

I pull myself away from
who i really am
hoping someone might
love me for what I've become
A house cat with tawny
soft fur made to a
killer falcon with
beak full of lies.
but I transform back
Into myself while I
sit in my prison built
out of insecurities a
my unending faults.