Self worth
How do I get me to like me?
When everyone makes a plot to agree to stare with that gleam
In there eyes. They’re judging me. Probably, already made up their minds.
Zealous or jealous they’re full of mean-ness
A keen-ness on seeing as to whether I fail tests,
do I? Live up to their expectations
or slip under attention, defy fate’s divination.
Escape and Relief -big exhalation.
glistening, not listening they’re full of joyous, a Freud-esk
Type of vicariousness, wanting any success
as my attire. Dress-up my consciousness—
lose my crown, tear it down
Aspire to greatness of person and stake in
the world around me,
a tragedy because history beats so methodically.
10, 20, 40, 1000 year of looking into the past,
at last we see sameness come to pass.
It is freeing, believing we are all one.
Knowing that in life
in death
we are not done
But that doesn’t quite help with motivation
If only I knew where vigor came from...
That’s how I get self appreciation
1001 days under the sun
As many nights
to surmount
a worth while sum
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