I was lonely hence, I was sad.
Desperate for love, I was such a lad.
Being treated like a trophy, I was becoming murky.
Being fed with lies and betrayal, I was living in denials.
I was lost, looking for love, I wanted to be found.
I looked for love in beautiful gardens,
I became a scenery but nothing really worked.
I looked for love on empty roads,
I returned home with an empty heart.
I looked for love in every hidden piece of earth.
I looked for love in the pits and pots,
ended up being treated like trash and rots.
One day with swollen eyes, heavy heart and lost faith
I met someone, someone worthy of love.
That someone who caressed my scars.
That someone who didn’t trade my dignity in the name of love.
That someone who taught me the art of self love.
That someone was the person I meet everyday in the mirror.