From the time i was feeling down and feeling worthless and then somebody said the littlest thing to me and BAM, i got my inspiration and wrote this.
I viewed myself as worthless
Because at the time I was a mess.
I look at myself by how I feel,
I wish this part of me wasn't real.
I felt sorry for myself,
It's bad for my health.
What do others see,
When they looked at me?
I still have junk I need to confess,
Junk I still need to address.
Happiness is something someone can steal,
People can hit me till I fall down and kneel.
You can put me on a shelf,
Making me look stealth.
But from now on, I will see the good in me,
So please don't tell me who to be.
Because at the time I was a mess.
I look at myself by how I feel,
I wish this part of me wasn't real.
I felt sorry for myself,
It's bad for my health.
What do others see,
When they looked at me?
I still have junk I need to confess,
Junk I still need to address.
Happiness is something someone can steal,
People can hit me till I fall down and kneel.
You can put me on a shelf,
Making me look stealth.
But from now on, I will see the good in me,
So please don't tell me who to be.
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