The Lens Through Which We See Ourselves

Is often out of focus

Photo by Bud Helisson on Unsplash

Why is it so hard to see ourselves,
In the same light as we see others?

With love and understanding.

Instead of praise, we practice cutting ourselves down like trees.
And then it’s into the wood chipper we go;
Shredding ourselves to pieces.

I try to make it stop.
To say I love you and actually mean it,
But doubt and fear are always on patrol.

One day soon I will sneak in,
When the guards are fast asleep,
And I will change the lens through which I see.

So that I can view myself for what I am,
and who I am capable of becoming.

On that day I will love myself.
I will be able to see,
All the greatness and the light,
That is hidden deep inside of me.