This poem is to make you realize that despite all the things you may think that may be terribly wrong about you, you need to always love yourself. I am telling you that you need to remember how amazing you are. I want you to tattoo that on your brain. That you, you are enough, you are worth it, and you are beautiful in every way imaginable.
You Are
When I first learned that no one could ever love me more than me
A world of happiness previously unseen was opened up
because somewhere along the line of
aging, and scrutiny, and time
I was taught to despise myself
By a society that shuns our awful confidence
And feeds us our own flaws
And when I need to find the me that loves me
I can't find her.
Since when was loving who we truly are
made wrong by morons who don't matter?
You can't give into them
You have to always remember that you,
You are the only you that actually matters
And no I don't mean your looks
Because someday that will all go bad,
Its un-avoidable.
No matter how much you try to prevent it or conceal it.
I mean you.
I mean the real you
Whose green eyes go wild when you
speak of the things you love
Or maybe the way your laughter is so
melodic it's a song
You don't need makeup to cover up your true beauty
Or diet pills to slim your kindness down
When you start to drown in these
expectations placed on you by a corrupt society
You better examine the miracle of your existence
Because you, you are worth more than your waistline
You're worth the beautiful thoughts you think.
You're worth the daring dreams you dream.
You're worth the amazing art you create around you everyday you're here.
You're worth all the memories you share forever with the people who do matter.
But sometimes we tend to forget that
We forget who we truly are
Because we live in a world
Where we are pulled out the womb by the media
And told our first words
Skinny, Pretty, Perfect girl.
Muscular, Pretty, Perfect boy.
But I don't care whether it's your weight, your gender, or where your love lies.
None of that matters, because you are you
And no one else can tell you any other.
You're a goddamn treasure.
A blessing, and a miracle.
Whether you want to believe it or not.
You are.
