I didn’t know in order to love myself I had hate somebody more than me
too bad it was some body
I care for so deeply
now every time words come out their mouth
all I can think about is how they hurt me
their words lingered in my brain
like fire spreading through a field of Cotten
I always knew I’ll never find love without getting hurt first
but turns out the secret to self love
is trying to prove to your self
Your enough and not a loved one
