A/N- This is a poem about myself and how I view myself in many ways.
Love yourself
That is a phrase I am told quite a bit
I am told to love myself
But how can I?
How can I love who I have become
I'm a mess
I barley have any motivation
And I am not pretty
I am not special.
I am just another average person who hopes to become someone someday.
I probably won't
I do not love myself
I do not love be who I have become.
I am slowly giving up
Slowly
I want to love myself
But I can't
Just like love for another I can't help it
I can't fall in love with myself
When I look at myself I do not see what you see
What I see is a person
A person who has bruised themselves
Hides everything with a smile
A person so broken
When I look in the mirror I see the bags under my eyes
The open wounds on my face
My acne
And scars.
I do not love what I see.
But that is my outside
I also do not love my inside
I do not love my big heart
It causes me great pain
Loving myself is not easy
Not when all I can see are reasons to hate myself.
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Words from the Heart
PoesíaThese are my poems. I have wrote these all and I am very proud of them. Some are depressing and sad while others are happy and loving
