I like me.
I like everything about me.
I like those mistakes I make.
They made me a better me.

I like my eyes, my nose, my face.
Ok, I like me.
Nothing, you can say make me hate me.
Because I like me.

I do hope you like you.

I like my willingness to learn.
I like my determination to earn.
Might or might never ever get rich.

But within my soul I am wealthy.
Because I like me.
From my head to my toe.

Now, you know.