Myself

Pretty plain in language, as far as a "deeper meaning" goes.

Her hair,

her skin,

her clothes

Mean Everything.

My face.

my waist,

my gait

I hate so much.

"Well, if you don't love yourself,

You can't love someone else,"

Is all I hear, and it's a lie.

Because,

I've felt the pain,

of being unloved by the most important

person in my life.

ME.

And I want someone to feel

The Love

I wish I could give

myself.