The self hate was real I let others feed me lies And I let those lies change my perception of me The self hate was true I let others tell me who I am, it made me ask myself this question: "Who are you ?" The self hate was evident I'd look at myself with disgust and disdain The times I felt beautiful were few This self love is new I am utterly in love with my soul And I can't wait until you fall in love with you