To love oneself is the ultimate goal.
To smile at the reflection in the mirror;
I know that you hate what you see
with every shard of your  beautiful soul.

When I say shard, I do mean shard,
For your soul was shattered by the world,
And you broke it into tiny pieces
When you cut your fingers trying to fix it.

You loved yourself once,
Before you grew up in this cruel age.
Your smile was filled with sunshine,
And mirrors were things to marvel at.

You can love yourself again, if you try.
It won't be easy, it will take time.
But love can grow from the cracks in your soul
Like wildflowers in the pavement.

When you find how it feels to be happy,
Will you teach your children?
In the future, tell them your secret,
Share the secret of happiness with them.