the reason why tears are going down its because your self-esteem the reason why there is steam is because of water pools full of water of your tears that u use to hide away your beauty you are beautiful don't matter what they say word cant bring you down because youno WE don't let words bring us down because...we are amazing we are here for a reason we are here not to survive..we are here to bring smiles on each other faces WE ARE here to stand up for the ppl who sits down we are here to be..amazing

I really like your poem. I am new to poem writing. I know this is off topic from your question but you seem to know what you are doing. Could you tell me what you think of my poem Please?

Explanation:

People always say ignore them they are just hurting or insecure.

They are totally lying you are awesome.

Don't listen to them.

What they don't realize is that I am my biggest bully.

There is nothing anyone could say to me that I have not said to myself multiple times before.

How do I not listen when it is me telling them things.

How do you ignore yourself?

If you think I am u gly then imagine how I feel I have to live with myself 24/7.

Imagine constantly wondering if you are not good enough.

People, always think it is others that hurt you the most but for me I am my worst enemy.

I am the bully.

But when someone decides let's make fun of her.

I am already too broken

Like a Pillow ripped up, one wrong move and I am gone.

How can you try and break someone already broken?

Maybe they think I am okay because of the fake smile I plaster on every day, or the jokes I make to cover the pain, or the I'm fine.

I am not fine.

Save me from myself Please.

well seeing i am an artist and i actually did a self portrait; i will describe how i painted it.   i used acrylic on a stretch canvas about 4 feet wide by 6 feet tall. i painted myself smiling in a soft pink long dress, white tile floor sitting on a white couch with a table behind and a vase of gorgeous flowers.   i also had a round white hat with a soft pink ribbon through it laying on the floor and on the table behind me was a lit candle. i kept it simple but soft and romantic.