'self worth
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I find it hard to believe that I am loved.
well, I know that I am loved... but am i loved?
loved enough for you to pick me over someone else?
What does it mean to have worth?
Is it something that is assigned to you at birth?
I have searched for the answer since I was a child,
And through my journey, I have become tired.
i feel sad.
i feel sad because the world is angry.
i want to use my words to sooth its temper
but paper isn’t enough.
and when i shout them,
i feel sad.
i feel sad because the world is angry.
i want to use my words to sooth its temper
but paper isn’t enough.
and when i shout them,
The brave never settle,
can’t seem to rest.
I know this, but I’m
resting in a chair
sipping the diluted
“tea” I paid five dollars for
Can't keep a diary
when there's no such thing as privacy
It hurts
Trapped in my body trapped in my head
Who's keeping us together?
Baby boy stops her from shattering
