I keep losing a piece of myself every time I feel unworthy of your time,
then I realized it’s not you, it’s me wasting my time in pleasing you.
So I stop and pick-up the pieces of what’s left,
for me to move on and start caring for myself.
There are times when you give everything to the point that you don’t know yourself anymore, then you realize you had enough.
I wrote this when I was trying to write a mini booklet quotes of self-worth, reminders to self. The first is here:
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/764171/self-worth/