Every once in a while it hits me,
'I love me.'
Not really a vain, 'I want me'.
More a
'wow, I am me.'
And that's good.
Me,
loving me.
I used to look at the city around me
and wonder if it was just a reflection
just a shadow
of what it used to be.
Of what it is.
Just like
I'd look at myself
and wonder if I was only a reflection
only a shadow
of me.
But sometimes,
when I look at the trash
or the gum on the ground,
when I look at the skin on my face...
I wonder
if it's true.
If the city really is this beautiful;
If I'm really
this obviously
in love.
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Written August 23rd, 2005
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Loving yourself is a good thing, and I know from experience. I have a hard time loving myself, but when I do I feel a lot happier. I don't care how other people see me when I like the way I look
At the beginning of each day, you have to decide if you love yourself as you look in the mirror
Normally, if you decide you love yourself, you have a good day.
I've noticed that you haven't been on for awhile or written any poems, recently... are you alright? Wonderful work. Keep it up
Your AP Mum,
Coconut
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