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.