Once I learn to love myself,

I hope it’ll be a very sunny day.

I hope I’ll forget how my skin looks

and I’ll forget how I feel when it’s out,

and I’ll be content.

Once I learn to love myself,

I’ll be older.

I’ll probably have inner peace

and all the serendipity in the world.

I hope I’ll learn to love me, myself and I.

Once I learn to love myself,

A cool breeze will blow on my neck.

The breeze will feel like a kiss,

from all my deceased beloveds.

Oh! How I wish to hold them again.

Once I learn to love myself,

I’ll stop crying every chance I get.

I’ll stop wishing me and that guy never met.

Once, I’ll love myself.