Do I love myself? Do I hold my own dear? Do I wake up and live a life of no fear?
Do I look in the mirror and see a queen? Do I look at my hands and feel machine?
Do I judge each action as well done? Do I ponder it out loud in the morning sun?
Do I think how good it already is? Do I let my emotions bubble and fizz?
Do I love myself? Do I hold my own dear? I do love myself, it's why I'm still here.