Voice of endless inner chatter
Suggesting lies, saying I don’t matter
Looked at myself, then looked at others
Always fell short, I discovered
Those lies, those terrible lies
My worst enemy, dressed up in disguise
Now, I make it a habit, my duty
To speak in truth, walk in my beauty
My clothes still look nice, hair looks good
But now, I talk to myself the way I should
Tapped into gold, priceless wealth
I’ve finally learned to love myself
©2016 Wendye Savage
