Self Love
Skydog Music
Tripping over self love
Falling into a hole landing in a maze of mirrors
A crowd of doppelgangers overhead point and laugh as I take a glance
I'm disgusted and begin to feel bereft
Not wanting to live, disdaining myself
Tripping on the challenge
The challenge I constantly face
To avoid the poison, to move swiftly like the breeze
I must endure the physical and mental pain I tell myself as each
New day brings this challenge
I've failed and failed
Like a jeweler handed fake gold, I feel disappointment
Flocking toward freedom and the one thing I try to embrace
Failing is all I seem to do when it comes to self love