Everybody talks about cutting ppl off but nobody really talks about the grief that comes with having to stand firm on that decision knowing it’s not what you wanted but what was necessary for your well-being.
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I don’t recognize myself
Live the way you wish your mother lived
Live the way you wish your daughter would live
If you invision a life for someone else
Imagine if you invisioned that life for yourself
Just be the best you that you can be
What do you see when you look at me?
What do I see?
I wonder how different we would see
All that you see
is nothing but a play of light
between the stars and your eyes
continuously revealing
the most precious truth:
you exist in this universe
just as much as it exists
in you.
“I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?”
— Unknown
🤔 interesting question …
I’ve been looking on the shelf
For a way to love myself
For a version of me I can love
I’ve tried to go so above
But somehow I’m still so below
Maybe someday my despise will outgrow
Because one day it will be only me
So why can’t I just be
Self love in different formats
Just give me something nonfat
Nothing is enough
If I can’t love me in the rough
Will I love me in the end
Appreciate what you have now
So that one day
You won’t have to miss it
I will see you
All your perfections
All your corrections
And I’ll always still love you
I’ll be your sponge
That doesn’t let the bad things soak in
I’ll try harder
I’ll try harder
Maybe then you’ll see my corrections too