Before you lose your mind, let me massage it,
with the hands that have cradled patience without end,
fill your mind with the things that you'd rather think, than hate
before you lose your cool let me remind you.
That being everything to yourself is worth all of you
regardless of what others may say,
in spite of what others may do, let me remind you.
That you don't have to stress it to become yourself,
you don't have to be like anyone else,
that you're already everything in your own mind,
whether you choose to act on it, whether you let it pass,
you don't have to be anything to anyone more than you do you,
regardless of what others may say, let me remind you.
That the ones who are true to you, are always true
and the ones that aren't, well they were too,
in their own way, to themselves that's true ,
regardless of what others may say, let me remind you.
Be what you love about you, be what frees you,
and when it all comes to nobody else,
then let yourself love you,
the way you deserve, the way only you know,
regardless of who says what or what others do,
let me remind you.
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