Waking Up
i was sleeping to be a beauty
struggling to be a queen
i was carrying the dead weight
of having no self-esteem.
my self worth had diminished
i did not seem to care
all i wanted was his love
i wanted him to care.
i felt sorry for myself
rock bottom i had hit
the new me was outdated
he and i just were not meant.
one day i took a look in the mirror
i vowed to make things right
no more sleeping for affection
i must wake up and first love myself inside.
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