I sat down and thought about myself

I look around no one seems to care

Why should I let people define me?

But I have plenty of definitions of myself

Why should I let people write my own story?

Why should I let people break my own pieces?

Why should I compare myself with others?

People who don’t even know me

But I know my trueself

I am the best version of myself

If I died today I’d be proud of myself

I followed God’s commandments

I will give myself flowers 🌼🌼

I don’t need anyone to approve

The love i give myself is more than enough

Oh, Yes I keep falling

I’m not used to failing

but I haven’t lost my faith