Someone once told me
To know my worth
To understand my value
So I'll never sell myself short
Guess what?
I didn't
I didn't understand what he meant
I did not understand what I'm worth
I did not know my value
I did not see my potential
So I sold myself short
More time than often
I let myself be trampled upon
Like a lowlife tramp
Until my face hit the dirt
Did I understand
I fully understood
That I am more than I show
That I am worth more than they know
That I am champ
And my failures made me no less
That I am unique
May never be understood
But that's all right
That I have a kindered soul
One I would never let go
Why then do I have to conform
To society rules
That makes me feel little
To norms that shuns
And stereotypes
To the people that belittles
Why should I care
When I no know my worth?
I rose from the fall
To enlightenment
I rose from the shame
To full grasp
Of the truth
Even if I fall again
I will all rise
For now I know the truth
Now I know what I'm worth
I know my value.
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Random poems
PoetrySometimes, the only way we can truly express ourselves is by penning our emotions. When we need to be heard, but no one seems to listen. The only option is to write in hope that someday, someone truly worthy will listen and understand.
