I count my worth by sucsesses.
By every correct answer.
By every nod of agreement.
By every genuin smile.
I count my worth in accseptance.
Even if the accsepted isn't truelly me.
A version, diluted by expectations that I have never meet.
I count myself in the happiness of others.
When they hurt, I hurt.
When they smile, I smile.
Like a mirror, I mirror.
I count in ways that are designed for haterid of the self.
Knowing to well that the self is not weightless, weighed by the mistakes and missteps of being human.
I count in selfless impossibilitys.
