How do I love myself?
And forget everyone else,
Do something which makes me happy,
Not what makes others admire me.
Of all the time I wasted,
Worrying what others liked and hated,
Everytime I hesitated,
To do my thing,
So long I waited.
Somewhere I always knew,
I was different, creative too,
Never ran out of ideas,
Came through with one or two too.
Was I the one stopping myself?
Or were other people to blame?
Was I just tricking myself?
Into thinking that I am not wrong,
That I wasn't letting myself,
Make my name and fame.
Was I meant to be alone?
Did people not like me?
Or was it just that,
Some people were filled with jealousy?
My world view was before black and white,
But now I can see the shades of grey,
Realizing nothing was too good nor too bad,
That I shouldn't try to be,
Always too happy or too sad.
I waited no longer,
For the limit had reached,
To tolerate the sabotage I did,
To myself and it was a breach,
To the agreement I had with me,
To create my life in a way,
I would feel so free,
And so eager to live it with glee.