Love Yourself
I'm sitting here
alone and scared and upset
I spill on the page about how
it's always been about you.
Tomorrow I'll be sitting here
crying and overthinking everything
and think about
how it's always been about you.
But a year from now I'll be
writing my thoughts down to keep me sane,
listening to the fresh words of new friends,
singing along to my favorite song,
studying in the city of my dreams,
and loving myself
because I'll realize that all along
it's always been about me.
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