Self. Deprecation.

Based off one of my bad habits that I'm not sure why I even have still.

“I'm a failure,”
No I'm not,
“I'm ugly!”
Maybe,
Though why should it matter?

Such self-deprecation is a force of habit,
A one sided joke,
Results in concerned glances,
Strangely there is hope,
There are no shackles,
This heart no longer in shambles.

“I hate myself,”
A dusty thought,
After years,
It's finally become quiet.

Reviews

[kentuck14]

Hoorah for the happy ending!!!!
T

[Jimmy Yetts]

You've well captured an all-too-common self-assessment.
The hopeful ending is heartening.
Powerfully portrayed, Natalie!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

did you mean "quiet" as the last word? That is how i read it.
i really like the self-conversation used here...Robert Creeley was really good at doing this sort of thing in his poems. We are our own worst critics usually...but for some it is always...we just can't give ourselves a break...i love the "dusty thought" idea.
strong writing here,
j.

[Natalie]

Ah yes that was a typo, fixed it. Thanks for telling me!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

regardless of the typo...i quite liked this piece very much.