Why is it I feel as if I don't have the right to choose me?
I feel more inclined to make sure everyone
else is alright, and never once think of me.
Choosing me will not be an easy thing for
me to start doing, but it's time to start
I am finally starting to see that, yes I
deserve to choose me, and I am just as
worthy of choosing myself
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem