To My Inner Child

The journey to love yourself isn’t easy.
It’s rough. There’s tar and scars you have to unpack.

All the patterns that you have to untangle
From your thoughts that no longer work.

The difficult memories and feelings you have
To confront in order to let go and move on.

But there’s beauty too, in discovering yourself
In all the ways that help you heal.

Breathe, little one.
It will be okay, one day.

Just wait, it will be better.

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