Unloved Lovable Me

I wanted to love myself But couldn't get past my reflection or the recollection of all my imperfections It was so much easier to turn my back on myself and go in a different direction So I poured out myself to others by giving what little I had to them I did it over and over again Singing their hallelujahs and amens Nothing was real they weren't really my friends It's tough to find my lovable looking through my distorted lens One day I looked inward past the constructed facade Found my true self a lovable child of God Now I'm fine with imperfect It's okay to be flawed It doesn't even matter If others think I am odd The ones who truly know me celebrate and applaud They don't expect me to be a certain way or within a box to lay They see past my clinging to yesterday and the silly pretend role I used to play The past is the past not a place I was meant to stay Thank God He helped me to throw my false self away! Now with thankful heart I've learned how to pray. This transformation took place back in my early twenties. Thankfully it made life a whole lot more interesting. I was inspired to write this after reading my friend Eileen Manassian's poem "I Resolve" I therefore dedicate this piece to her.