Narcissus
Its so easy to hate,
Be your own Punching bag.
Treat yourself like an abandoned house,
Not caring,
Not loving.
Its so easy to hate,
For being too thin,
For being too fat,
Too fair,
Too dark.
Not beautiful.
Not accepting.
Letting ourselves,
Drink the poison,
Of self hate.
Never satisfied,
Keep wanting for more.
Its so easy to hate,
so obsessed to be someone we are not,
Letting our own mind,
Consume and kill.
So brutally.
So easily.
I Fleetingly wonder,
If its better to be Narcissus,
And Let Daffodils bloom.
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Very good
Nice poem!