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I don't usually write this type of poem, but it kind of just...came to me. I realize the rhyming scheme isn't perfect, but I didn't want to mess up the content with throwing in words just because they rhymed. Hope you enjoy it!
Once in a while,
You may observe
All the things you are,
All the things you hold.
Sometimes, you may glimpse at yourself,
At your very soul,
And think “Who are you?”
And “Where did you come from?”
You must realize that what you are is beauty,
You must love your very being
And know that you’re not defined by people nor possessions,
But instead by what you choose to be.
When you begin to know yourself, you begin to love who you are,
For without first knowing, how can you expect to love?
So forgive yourself for past mistakes,
And learn from those misgivings instead of staring at the scars.
For how can one expect to live life while still looking backwards?
Do you drive with your eyes on the roads behind you? No!
You quickly peek in the rearview mirror at those mistakes in your past,
Making sure that they are not sneaking up from behind to hold you in their grasp.
For I am no better than you or the next person,
And you are no better than I or anyone else.
For we are all equal
And all have our set of failures in the past.
So love your neighbor as yourself,
Knowing they are not perfect either
But are the perfect version of who they are
And that no one else has their exact share of scars.
