I’m sorry to be so negative
I want to beat myself up
For being so negative!
That’s the vicious irony.
What’s the cure for sorrow?
What’s the cure for self-hatred?
Love love love
Love will bring you home.
Love would never kick you in the face
Love would never call you a disgrace
Love would say stop hurting yourself
Love brought you here to this paradise place
That we humans remade into a paradox
But Love still has hope for us
Because we are precious
no matter how broken we’ve become.
Inside inside inside
each of us are sacred inside
no matter how we hide or deny it.
We are a tribe of orphans
born with the spark of divinity
that beacon is eternity
that brave light is our true home.
Self-love and acceptance
is a gift to not only yourself
but to everyone that truly loves you.