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I left myself to die alone,

Once I loved myself until that sorrow.

Now, to find myself is a dark path,

Following it courageously is painful and lonely.



Many times I trip, fall, and become discouraged,

I wish for support from the man I love.

Other times I listen to others that hate success,

I wish to love myself more and more.



Sometimes the path crosses other roads,

Roads that I have no choice than take.

These roads  pay my bills and make life tolerable,

Once again I fall and break my all.



I know somewhere I am out there,

Reaching t to love me again.

To find myself might take forever,

Always striving and searching - I will love myself again.



October 29, 1995