I say....
I hate myself
that I'm ugly
I have no life
I'm stupid
and that
I can't
keep a
nice guy....
but the
crazy thing
is that
I know....
I love myself
that I'm beautiful
in my own way
I have a great life
I'm really smart
and that I
can keep
a really
nice guy
if I really try.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I was once told 'You cannot depend on how you feel, rather depend on what you know to be a fact.' I believe you have stated this same philosophy, and very well, I must say. Thanks for sharing. Richard.