love me
“If I were to show you my true colors would you love me?
Would you find me as admirable as before?
I feel myself trying to fit into your mold
The mold to please you, to make you proud
Love me, I am desperately searching for love.”
this was who I was.
I was looking for the love from others, but it was always right in front of me.
I just chose not to acknowledge it
We fear that no one loves us, but we fail to see the daily acts of love always displayed
you are loved
This poem is about:
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world