Someone once asked me what is one thing I love the most in this world
At the time I had no clue what to respond with
Everything just sucked
I didn't even want to get out of bed after spending the whole day in it
If they were to ask me now I would tell them the one thing I love most in this world is myself
That sounds conceited but allow me to elaborate
I have been through so many ups and downs
People have entered my life and left it
Many many people have done this
The one person who has not given up on me ever, is myself
I picked myself back up when I fell, I brushed the dirt off
When I was put down, I told myself I was none of those cruel words
I was there for myself through thick and thin
So why should I hate myself?
I'm not conceited, I worked my butt off to get here and I'm proud of it