Let it work

Hearts are too valuable to lose yet we give them to people who can’t even take care of their own.

I guess that’s how love works. I mean we spend our days wasting away hoping that tomorrow will be better than today.

Somehow we manage to get lost when no one sees us, but at the same time when someone sees us completely we fear the judgement that may come from their eyes. That’s when we question whether we are good enough. That’s when we don’t want to be seen again.

Do people change or does out perception of what they could have been affect everything? Wanting to amount to something glorious and we sometimes forget to amount to ourselves.

Our hearts are valuable with potential and with glorious purpose. Let it be seen. Let love work.

 

This poem is about: 
Our world

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