Im tired of hating myself.
There is so much to love about me. My dreams, my values, my crooked smile, and almond eyes that burn in the sunlight. The way my name rolls off peoples tongues. My voice when it vibrates across rooms. My poetic perspective on life is to die for. My unconditional love for who I am, no matter how many times I disappoint myself.
I am not just the way I look.
It's time for me to fall in love with me.
YOU ARE READING
Deep Green Eyes
PoetryI don't really know what this is. I just write poems and stuff
