self love

i wonder what it would be like,

if the tables were turned.

you could have all the knowledge that i have learned,

but hurt in a way that wasn't earned;

swap your heart for one that yearns.

i wonder if you hurt,

like the ones who are alone.

the ones they disown,

a reality you can't postpone;

all the more real when you are grown.

i wonder if you spent a day ignored,

feeling like who you are just makes them bored.

every day leaving you floored;

alone in the world.

would you stand up for yourself,

or hide behind a smile?

what is easier:

facing your fears or letting the pain compile?

or, you could just give up,

not give yourself another day.

but that is no solution;

there has to be another way.

some might pray.

some might run away.

but you can choose to love yourself anyway.