I have made love to myself so much til my hands started cramping.
Entertaining a thought until I am covered in exaggeration.
Knowing it’s not gratifying
I reached for tinder but the place has guys that are behind the screen like roach in the tv
It’s just infested with broken hearts that are cracked differently but in the same notation.
Then it came to me like lightening threw the clouds million miles away
Do I love myself?
Have I took out the time to look at myself in the mirror and be comfortable in my own skin?
I haven’t done this in so long that it felt like I was cheating
I want to know what that smells like?
How do you wake up with a smile on your face ?
How do you workout with the theory of just being the best you?
I desire to be alone and don’t have to call on the stars or my mom to make me feel appreciated.
TODAY
I APPRECIATE AND I APOLOGIZE
I. WASNT ALWAYS THE ***** UP THAT I TAUGHT MYSELF TO BE
So forgive me for not giving you enough time self
Cause it shows during all the times I looked for happiness in people
I’m ready to do what I can and need to
I’m ready to experience a life where I just wake up and be totally fine by myself