You!

How many times have you heard this?

When people ask you to get over yourself.

When they say you're self-obsessed,

And comment on the way you dressed.

Tell them it's not an obsession,

Tell them it's self-love.

Tell them it's not boasting,

Tell them it's called reminding

Yourself and your soul, 

That you're the best of them all.

When it's people who can't live in harmony,

Then what is so wrong with enjoying your own company?

Trust me, buddy, forget what they say,

Start loving yourself, there's no harm in it.

Lemme tell you,

You're pretty and you deserve it,

You're amazing and you're worth it;

Worth all the love and not the hate.

Lemme tell you again,

Beauty is on the inside and not on your face,

You'll take time to understand but go slow, it's not a race.

So whenever you feel low, just recall what I said,

Recall it when you wake up,

Recall it when you go to bed.

It's just you and your soul in the end.