If there's anything I should love
Is me
I should love the way I smile
Being able to feel and touch
Being able to cry and scream
I should love my voice when it cracks
Or when it makes me say my thoughts out loud
I should love myself when I claim for my rights
When I fight for my dreams
I should love myself when I feel stupid
And when I feel great
I should love myself because I keep going through pain
And I should also love myself when I decide to take a break from my choresIf there's anything I should love
Is me
I should embrace my inner kid
The one who has inspired me to become a better adult
I should love myself in times when I feel I got no one in this world
And when I remember the bad things
I should love myself for the way I confronted them
I should take care of my youth and enjoy today
And I should love myself more than yesterday but less than tomorrowIf there's anything I should love
Is me
Because the only one who is there for me
Has been myself
And I should love my opinions in life
How I admire others
I should love what surrounds me
And I should love the fact that I'm still alive
After all, I could make this only on my own
I should love my strength in surviving to this journeyIf there's anything I must love
That for sure, is me.
How hard can it be to love someone else?
Of course, it can't be as hard as loving yourself
You can see the flaws in a person
And still love them as if they were virtues
The real virtues seem like made from the gods
This person turns to be wonderful
But look at you with those flaws
You criticize yourself, harshly punish yourself
You hate your soul and your eyes
You want to rip off your heart
Cut your veins and die while thinking
How your flaws are the worst thing you've even seen
When your virtues turned to be not good enough
At least you are able to be good at something
Isn't that what you tell yourself?How hard can it be to love someone else?
Of course, it can't be as hard as loving yourself
No one talks about how disgusting they are with their bodies
They see their souls as the darkest ones
Unable to see the spark in their smile
They can't see the existance of so many types of flaws
Around their life, they just see themselves as the pathetic ones
It is so easy to love someone else and see how great they are
But it's hard to believe that maybe
We are great in someone else's eyes
The only truth is that we've been taught a huge lie
In where no one can't love us unless we don't love ourselves
People can love us in unexpected levels
But they expect us to see the reasons behind that love
And start loving ourselves.
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