Sentí odio en mi corazón
No por nadie ...
Pero odiaba todo que yo era
Todo de mi
I am .
Insecure... insecure about everything
My body. My weight. My face. My personality.
It’s as if I’m trying to force myself to change into someone else ... and I’m failing.
The tunnels went dark for me and I find the light for others.
But why can’t I do the same for me ? Why can’t I find one single piece of perfection in myself?
You learn to hate who you are from listening to all the negative things you were told.
You let that be writtten all over your body and all you can see is all the words that have hurt you.
But the people who love you don’t understand your insecurities because they see no flaws.. why is that we can’t have the eyes of the people that sees us beautiful.
Beauty within, beauty covering us externally.
Let it be a moment ... just so we can learn to love ourselves.
So we don’t have to feel the way we do .
Because not even the words of an attractive guy or girl can cure our hearts.
The heart has to be healed.
And the only way for our insecurities to go away is by believing in ourselves and loving ourselves.
So let it be a lesson, you are beautiful oppose to what you think about yourself.