How can I love someone who I barely understand?
I sometimes find myself searching in the mirror,
For something that I recognize, something familiar.
I am not lacking confidence; I am lacking self-awareness.
At a point in time when I am figuring out my life, I cannot seem to figure out myself.
Each day I begin with a new mindset, each night a different prayer.
I thrive and I accomplish goals, but I cannot remember what day it was when these goals were designed.
Who was I then, am I still her now?
I can feel the parts of me coming together, yet I do not see how they will become whole.
There is beauty in this madness of learning to love yourself,
There is passion in the search for a life worth living.
Yet as I seek a life, I am living one.
As I search for myself, I am existing.
Waves of indifference following waves of autonomy.
They tell you to love yourself first,
But they do not tell you that that is the hardest task of them all.