Me: I am beautiful.

Myself: Sometimes...

I: I don't know what I am.

Me: I will try to be confident.

Myself: Life still hurts.

I: I don't know how to be confident.

Me: I will speak up for myself.

Myself: There's no need. Everyone around you will just continue to misunderstand you.

I: Maybe I should just keep it all inside me.

Me: I will try my best to look forward to life. God will create a pathway for me.

Myself: I'm so pathetic. I'm not where I should be.

I: I don't look forward to life...not at all.