~I'm messy

I'm dirty

I'm clingy

I swear too much

I scream too much

I laugh too loud

I speak too loud

I want attention

I want affection

I crave adventure

I crave excitement

But I'm scared

But I'm a coward

I can't leave the box I was put in

I can't do anything on my own

I can never leave

I can never be me

I worry too much

I get stressed too much

What will people think of me if I do this?

What will people think of me if I say this?

I have too many doubts

I have too many fears

Who could want an annoying little girl like me?

Who could love a scared little girl like me?

I just want to know what it feels like to be loved

I just want to know what it feels like to be satisfied

I'm clingy

I'm dirty

I'm messy

If you looked into my soul

Would you still want me?~

//this poem is pretty self explanatory. Just me ranting about myself and all the negative parts of me. I relate to every single word I wrote. I'm messy as hell and a liability. Like what Halsey said: "how could somebody ever love me?"