Why do I feel I'm not good enough
I'm not the person I want to be
I wish I could look different
I wanna be living somewhere else
I have to learn that god made
me the way I am
I have to be ok with myself
I have to learn to love myself
But it's hard
It's hard when someone tells you
To be like the other person
When your told you'd be
pretty if you did this or that
to yourself
I know I'm loved uncondtionally
I know the man I love loves me
Why does he love me
Is it my smile
Or my humor
what is the one thing
I don't know
I have to start being happy
For who I am
know that I'm loved,liked
Just the way I am
A/n: This is the first ever poem I wrote,The emotions just kind of hit me.
Hope you all enjoy:-)
