These may sound foreign in your mind. The judgment of others has flooded your aesthetic soul. Diminished the melodious voice inside your body. Left you desolated in silence. Vulnerable to the bone.
Today I want you to recall your forgotten song. I want you to revive what has been suppressed. The harmony that been long gone.
You are attractive enough. This word has been said to you in a connotative manner. Addressed to your soul. To your demeanour. To any abstract conception but your physical being. No. I will not let them put you out of the criteria. I will not let your consciousness sucked up by the artificial bias. The market-driven logic of the man-made industry. You are beautiful and let me stated it as a fact. Without a but. Your face is perfect as it is. Your hair is fine as you are. Your smile could brighten someone's day. Your presence could warm up the milieu. You just don't know. You just don't realise.
You are insightful enough. You may feel you are submerged in the stream of mediocrity. You laugh on your slow uptake. You underestimate your own capabilities. You feel less than others. But no. Every person has their own features. If only you listen to yourself, your intuition screams your salient feature that has been overlooked. And that distinctive attribute of yours has made somebody feel a yearning desire to be close to you. Maybe you know who it is. Maybe you don't know yet.
You are worthy enough. You have the qualities that deserve kind attention. You are precious as you are worthy of being adored. You are worthy of affection. To be treated with tenderness. To be treated with respect. To be dignified.
If, at all, you want to improve yourself, do it because it gives more meaning to your life and others. Do it as a means to rejoice yourself. Not as a punishment for your current being. Not as a prolonged cruelty, a continuous savagery from you to yourself for not being good enough.
Because after all, you are enough. And you deserve to feel that way.
