How do you share how you feeling?

I like to write it.

Pen and paper it as to release what is inside of me.

I don’t love myself.

They say I should speak to someone.

Share with others how I feel to get the help I need.

But I’m like a half open cardboard box.

I share a little then tape it back up.

I don’t love myself.

I feel awkward opening up to people.

Or is it I feel like they don’t care?

I don’t love myself.

They say I should pray to God.

But why does God waste His time with me.

I don’t love myself.

He done so much in my life but yet

I don’t love myself.

I no longer want to end it.

I no longer want to sip it.

I no longer want to roll it.

I don’t love myself.

I thank Him for the good.

But it doesn’t seem I came out of the woods.

I don’t love myself.

His love is unconditional.

But my love with in is conditional.

I don’t love myself.

I got to be this weight

I got to dress this way

I got to look like the black Channing Tatum.

Funny right?

I laugh every time I say it.

I don’t love myself.

No matter how much progress I think I make.

I fall back into the same mistake.

Pointing out everything I hate.

I don’t love myself.

I don’t know how to love myself.

How can I love others?

How can I love her?

I don’t love myself.

When did the love go?

Where did the love go?

I’m left with these questions and I don’t know.