10 Things We See
My therapist asked me a question today.
What do you like about yourself and what do you hate about yourself?
It's not a question, I haven't been asked a dozen times before, but I always struggled to give an answer to that.
And here's why:
I love the way I can make people smile so easily
(I can't hold up a genuine smile during a normal conversation)
I love how I can detect peoples strengths within seconds
(I can't seem to find any in me though)
I love how I can make people feel like a priority to me
(My own needs haven't been properly met in months)
I am a very good listener - at least that is what people tell me
(My body screams for me to listen since eternity)
I'm kind to even these, who don't know how to cherish it
(I'm the villain in my own story, I get it)
I can find beauty in a ragged mess
(It's my own beauty, that bears ugliness to me)
I take the time, to get to know people at their very core
(I don't know, which of the versions I present, shares the most resemblance with my actual self)
I'm known to be creative
(I'm just a hot mess trying to deflect from the chaos in my mind)
I'm always there,when someone needs me
(It gives me an excuse, not to ask for help myself)
See these are 9 Things We See. But the 10th thing is, what probably marks the spot.
I like what people see in me
(I hate who I turned out to be)
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