Loving Myself (The Hardest Thing)
I’ve never truly loved myself,
Hard to believe but it’s so true.
Every day I deal with my inner thoughts,
Wondering why I’ve never loved myself.
I love my brother until I die, that will never change,
I probably love my brother more than he loves himself.
Mirrors scare the shit out of me a lot of days,
Because it makes me realize who I am truly am.
I’m a good looking man but I’m not looking at my facial features,
I’m looking at the wrongdoings I’ve done in my life.
The mirror makes me realize that I lost my soul for a while,
I somehow got it back by turning my life around.
The corner is right there, I can go back to that any day,
But it’ll be proof that I don’t truly value or love myself.
Some days I did want to die to get out of this hell,
Heaven sounded a lot better to me than the ghetto.
Some circumstances were meant to make us stronger,
The mirror has brought tears to my eyes some days.
Tears of sorrow and feeling alone in a bathroom of a lot of drug use,
This bathroom makes me have flashbacks of a tough childhood.
With the door locked, her passed out from her high I couldn’t pee.
Loving myself is hard to do when no one loves you,
With the exception to my younger brother.
Loving ourselves as men is hard to do,
We don’t even openly say we love ourselves.
I’m not comfortable in my own skin,
My eyes were once dark and cold, now they’re lighter.
There was nothing that I valued myself as a man,
I grew up in an environment a lot of people wouldn’t survive.
Somehow I made it and I have a long way to go,
Loving myself is the start of this journey to being a better man.
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