My Insecurities for Your Inspiration

On pedestal, I have never been asked to stand.

Second best has always been my deepest insecurity.

Their doubt in me and yours.

Feelings of being taken for granted.

Overlooked.

But of course, I am just a girl.

What could I know about subjects you speak of. . .

Let me rub your feet and get their drinks.

Good enough you make me feel like I will never be.

But a survivor you will always find in me.

Other’s lyrics.

Emotions high.

Written words.

This helps me get by.

My resentment builds.

Precious energy I refuse to waste.

Angered haste.

Emotions caused by your disapproval,

Become the words I yearn to share.

Your accusation.

Nothing right do I do.

But wrong you are.

Because to others, I inspire.

I take my pain.

Like rain falling from the sky.

The stormy points in my life, I endure for your motivation.

My hope.

These thunderclouds will arouse the dreams and fighting spirit in others.

© 2012 Elizabeth Rockhill