Unlovable

Deep inside
Where the dark things lurk
Where the doubts, the insecurities
And the sharp pain hurts,
Cold and alone,
Deep they sit,
The hidden things
I hate to admit.

They nag on my mind
And pull on my fears,
Dredging emotions
And calling forth tears,
Demanding attention,
Demanding a voice,
Despite all my efforts
To shut out the noise.

So I lay myself bare
For only strangers to see.
The vulnerable, the fragile
The inner parts of me,
That ponder and worry
What I did so wrong,
That I continue to live life
Alone for so long?

What is so hateful,
Unpleasant, devoid,
About who I am
That men so avoid?
To be loved for just me,
Is there no possible way?
Am I so unlovable
That no one will stay?