How is it always easy
To behold the bad in you
Yet hard to see
The good inside of you
How is it always easy
To recognize the ugly parts of you
Yet hard to embrace
The beauty that is within you
How is it always easy
To latch on to the pain and blame yourself
Yet hard to grant
The healing your soul so deserves
How is it always easy
To give love to others
Yet hard to give
The love you owe to yourself.
09:43 PM | 05.12.2020
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Tales of Dreams and Woes
PoetryA collection of poems, feelings, and prose. Genre꞉ Literary Language꞉ English
