You Are
By: Casey Finn
When I first learned that no one could ever love me more than me,
A world of happiness previously unseen was opened up.
Because somewhere along the line of
aging, and scrutiny, and time
I was taught to despise myself
By a society that shuns our awful confidence
And feed us our own flaws
And when I need to find the me that loves me
I can't find her.
Since when was loving who we truly are
made wrong by morons who don't matter?
You can't give into them
You have to always remember that you,
You are the only you that actually matters
And no I don't mean your looks
Because someday that will all go bad,
It's unavoidable.
No matter how much you try to prevent it or conceal it.
I mean you.
I mean the real you
Whose green eyes go wild when you
speak of the things you love
Or maybe the way that your laughter is so
melodic it's a song
Poem by : Casey Finn
Also painting by: Casey Finn
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