Being a girl is hard,
But our struggle is most evident in our teenage years,
We struggle to keep up with society, and what it wants,
And most of us lose ourselves trying to become someone we are not,
We are too eager to fit in,
That we forget to love ourselves first,

and this is why,

I am writing this to you,

To the girl who lost herself trying to be someone she wasn’t,
the girl who's too ashamed of the way she looks,
the girl who cries in front of her mirror because she doesn’t
feel enough,
the girl who forgot how to smile,
the girl who cries her eyes out every night,
the girl who is so terrified to try,
the girl who feels different from others,
the girl who wants to save every other soul first, and leaves hers for last,
the girl whose heart, blood and soul run wild,
the girl who wishes to be perfect,
the girl that doesn't know what she wants,

You are so much more than the imperfections in your skin,
don’t waste your life being stressed, believe me, it’ll all work out,
you need to be strong,
cry your heart out,
but stop,
your tears are too worthy,
make them rare, for the real times you’ll need them,
try to love yourself first, then someone else,
your future is not defined by your past,
Darling nobody is perfect,
Don’t believe what they tell you when they judge you,
You know who you are, don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise.

This is for you, girls.
You, no matter what, are good enough.
You are lovable.
You are strong.
You are independent.
You are different.
You are rare.
You are beautiful.
You are capable of achieving anything you put your mind to,
Because you are you, and that is your power, learn how to use it.

And now I write this to you,
old self,

To the girl who was so ashamed of the way she looked,
the girl who cried in front of her mirror because she didn't
like what she saw,
the girl who forgot how to smile all because she was too worried about what other's might think,
the girl who cried her eyes out every night,
the girl who was so terrified to try,
the girl who felt like an outsider,
the girl who saved every soul she met and left hers for last,
the girl who couldn't accept herself, and wished to be perfect,
the girl who's still figuring it out,

I am happy you were able to look past all those insecurities,
they only held you back from bringing out the best in you,
I'm happy you’ve been able to find yourself through all this darkness,
and now I hope,
you put yourself first,
it isn’t selfish,
it is root,
to be true to yourself.