Always judging,

Not others, but myself.

Am I even pretty enough for him?

I don't look like the girls most guys like.

I try so hard to stop thinking these things.

I just can't help but wonder what runs through his mind

When I walk into a room.

But tonight, I realized that I’m never truly going to be loved,

Until I love myself.

So here I am,

Power, intelligence and kindness.

I am more than, “pretty enough”,

I am more than, “what most guys like”.

I am more than self-judgement.

I am more than just a girl who needs to impress others.

I. am. enough.


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