I pray that one day…
One day, I’ll look in the mirror and feel completely worth it.
Worth the love, the patience, worth the struggle.
Cause there’s been a couple..
Times where I’ve questioned my value.
And a woman should never feel this…
I pray one day,
I’ll be okay…
To accept love from another.
To allow someone to break my walls and hover…
Over me, with love and care,
To show me,
It’s not over for me.
I pray one day…
I’ll stop questioning myself as a mother.
To stop comparing ourselves to each other and realize we are doing the best we can.
I’m giving them all that I am.
And all I can do is pray,
Pray that day by day,
As I grow.
As they grow.
We realize the woman I push to be.
I realize that some days I’ll just have to let it be,
And other days, I’ll feel on top of the world…
I’ll feel free.
That I can live with knowing that every day,
I strive to be a better me.
For my children.
And one day maybe for him, but for now…
I just want to feel complete.
For now, I pray to feel whole just as me.