Falling in Love with Myself
My pretty brown eyes
Light up with fire and desire
They hold warmth and kindness
My eyelashes are long and soft
They flutter shyly at a cute guy
They help me catch his eye
My legs are skinny trees
But they help me move around
So I can walk on solid ground
My heart pumping love that's so deep
Men cannot reach it
My heart is genuine and true
But easily plays the fool
Love should have been taught in school
My body is a temple
That I need to respect
I can't let men neglect
My body is sacred and holy
God made it that way
So I need to treat it that way
I have to fall in love with who I am
With all my quirks and flaws
With my sensitivity, control it, own it
I can't let my emotions control me
I want to enjoy them, not hate them
Beauty has to come from within
So when I walk into the room
Everyone can see my insides come alive with light
In awe and wonder as I walk by
Holding my head up high
I want to see the good things my family sees
I want to live, I want to BE
Remembered for what kind of person I was
Instead of by the mistakes I made
Walking in love and truth
It gets hard to do right
To live by God's rules
But in order to have joy
I need to love myself,
Nurture myself, respect myself
I'm learning to fall in love with me
And everything I can be.
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