It's Because...
I stand up and say, "it's because you need this," but I cower as I walk away.
My reflection doesn't buy it, and frankly neither does my mind,
But I still say it,
Again and again until it's hard to think otherwise.
I look at myself and repeat, "it's because you're not good enough, so be better"
That seems more convincing.
Yet I don't feel better in the slightest...
But tomorrows a new day and tomorrow I'll try again.
For now I just peek at myself and realize that it's just because life is hard.
Tomorrow came,
And with it came the same feelings of shame and confusion
In the mirror I stand, and stare, and say,
day after day, the things I think I need to hear.
Until I tell myself, "it's because you're unloved"
And in this moment I found my answer.
Unloved? Not even close.
Undervalued, unappriciated, misunderstood...
That's more like it.
And so I turn away from the mirror,
And I face my troubles-- releasing them
No more scrutiny
No more anger
No more hated for myself
I have walked away from the one who was bringing me down,
And now I look at myself and say,
"It's because I love you"
"It's because I love you that I do things for me and for no one else sometimes."
"It's because I love you that I give myself the credit that I deserve."
"It's because I love you that I dont allow toxic people to impact my life and the way I feel."
"It's because I love you that other people can love you too."
And I relaize that no one's love
But the love I have for myself
Will ever matter this much.
Because without self love
There is no love.
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