I thought I was worth it,
A precious gem in a sea of stones,
But now I see the truth,
And I am left alone.
My confidence was high,
My spirit full of fire,
But the world had other plans,
And my worth became a liar.
I tried to hold my head up,
To face the world with pride,
But the weight of my worthlessness,
Crushed me from the inside.
I thought I was worth it,
But the mirror shows me lies,
A worthless, broken vessel,
That no one wants to prize.
So I must start anew,
And find my worth again,
To pick myself up from the dust,
And begin to live again.
For though I may be broken,
And worthless in my eyes,
I know that deep within me,
A spark of worth still lies.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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