Self Love

 I won't put on an act for you,

Saying words I don't mean.

I mostly feel numb,

Uncertain.

I wake up and I wonder

Why I don't shine.

But I do for some.

Our little son

Thinks I am everything.

Tells us every day.

"I love you".

And as I leave for work,

Even our teenager tells me.

Is how you love me enough?

If I can't love myself?

I don't know the answer

But through everything

We try to be there 

For each other.

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