my dear followers, 

here is the next poem about trusting yourself foremost and others as well. 

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I have to trust, 
as this is a must. 

I must make decisions that are tough, 
and feel pretty rough. 

I know I am no saint, 
as my past is full of taint. 

I am pretty sad, 
and also of course pretty mad. 

I have to believe in myself, 
putting myself higher on the shelf. 

I am a priority, 
also I am no minority. 

I am happy that it worked out that way, 
as I know it comes what may. 

I am insecure, 
needing immediately a cure. 

My love for me is precious, 
and not eatable or delicious. 

I know I have my faults, 
also by putting my heart in vaults. 

It is essential to trust others, 
as I would love to be a mother. 

I made a mistake, 
even though it doesn't help to eat cake. 

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what do you think about this poem? I am curious about your comments. 

Love Sarah He.