I’ve searched for love in distant lands,
In fleeting smiles and reaching hands,
But found it not in words or praise,
Nor in the wandering heart’s craze.The world once told me I’m not enough,
That I must change, become more tough,
But in the silence, I heard a sound,
A whisper deep, profound, unbound.I found it there, within my core,
A love that’s been there all before—
Not in perfection, nor in grace,
But in the truth I dare to face.Each scar, each flaw, a badge of pride,
In every tear, I will not hide.
For self-love blooms when shadows fall,
And in the cracks, I hear the call.No longer will I seek to please,
Nor bend for others on my knees.
For in my heart, I know my worth,
The strongest love is self-rebirth.I walk in light, in strength, in peace,
With self-love, all my fears release.
For I am whole, enough, and free,
In the mirror, I rise as me.
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