Tell Me

I used to need reassurance. 

Say the words I so desperately need to hear. 

Tell me I am loved. 

Tell me I am beautiful.

Tell me you pick me. 

Tell me. Tell me. Tell me. 

Without your words I am nothing. Broken and bleeding. Begging for reassurance. 

Tell me I am doing the right thing. 

Tell me I am good enough. 

Tell me I am worthy.

Tell me. Tell me. Tell me. 

Without your words I am lost in the dark. Looking for purpose. Looking for peace. Give me reassurance. 

Tell me you see me. 

Tell me you hear me. 

Tell me I have value. 

Oh please tell me. Tell me. Tell me. 

I hear your words and they mean nothing. Repetitive reassurance.  Over and over. Still not enough. 

Tell me. Tell me. Tell me. 

I used to blame you. 

Why couldn't you say the words I needed to hear in the way I needed to hear them?

Everything changed when I decided to choose myself. 

I am loved. 

I am beautiful. 

I pick me. 

I am. I am. I am.

I do not need your words. I am whole and healed on my own. 

I am doing my best.

I am enough.

I am worthy. 

I am. I am. I am. 

I sit in the light. I have purpose. I am at peace.

 

I listen to my inner wisdom. 

I speak my truth.

I value myself. 

I am. I am. I am. 

I don't need your reassurance anymore. I don't blame you anymore. For now I am whole.