I used to delight
In getting it right
Hating myself
for anything less.
Then sit and cry
Just asking why,
Why is life always unfair.
How can I be more
For always I’m less,
Less than they wanted for me.
But now I’m at rest
And see more, not less.
The more love I give,
The more love I feel.
Then embracing myself,
Allow me to heal.