I dont know why

Sometimes its hard to love myself

Even there are so many beautiful article

That always tell us that we are beautiful, just the way we are

It seems so easy

To tell everyone that they have their own ability

That will help them to survive in this cruel world

But when we talk about “ourself”

Will we trust all of that beautiful lie?

I’m sorry to call it as a beautiful lie

Sometimes, my mind is so skeptist

And I don’t trust that positivity

That heard like a bullshit

Did you know,

When we see our reflection

It looks like so many flaws

And we…

Are never enough for the world

There will be people that

Higher than us,

More potential than us,

Better than us

And just…we don’t feel worthy enough

Maybe thats because

“More”,–as a word

That make us compare ourselves

Completely to anyone

And that the ” more” that we use

Make us feel “less”