I’m trying to get better.
I’m trying to help myself.
I’m trying to move on.
But I look at myself.
I’m just trying to grab attention
for someone to help me,
to shout from the rooftop,
YOU ARE ENOUGH.
I’m searching for love,
wherever it may be,
and whatever it may be.
Why can’t I be happy with myself?
Why can’t I be enough,
not even for another,
but for myself?
But the truth is,
I’m settling for less,
because you made me believe I don’t deserve anything more.