My friends can say in just few words,
Which I cannot say in many words,
That I am somebody, I am worthwhile,
I am important and I have sweet smile.
I can reasonably expect to love and be loved
Some will recognize me and not be shoved
Others shall appreciate and cherish me
Hoped and prayed for my happiness be.
I do not seek and desire compassion and love,
I am worthy of it, and I expect one of,
As I read a quote from a dear friend,
Whispering low with joy shed just send:
Butterflies dont know the color of their wings,
But human knows how beautiful it is.
Likewise you dont know how good you are
But others can see you are special.
"Sometimes we have to see for ourselve