17 years
How many years does it take to love who you are?
To make you proud of you
To be grateful for what you have,
And not who you will be someday
And to love your town
For me it took 17 years
I wanted to feel loved
When I didn't love myself
I wanted
and I wanted and I wanted and I wanted
Now I regret wanting
Next year I will want what I had
I thought I needed to search to find who I am
I now know
Who I am is my first 17 years.
I love who I am.
This poem is about:
Me