It’s Not Loving Yourself

All this talk about loving yourself, why love yourself? 

 

You aren’t going to be the same person that you were today as you’re going to be tomorrow.

 

That’s like loving a new person everyday for the rest of your life. 

 

Everyday something changes within you,

 

Something will alternate about you,

 

In a split second a decision that the change will act on happens.

 

Why do you think it’s so hard to love yourself when you become a newer person with every waking moment? 

This poem is about: 
Our world

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741