Dear world

Dear world,

Tell me who I am. Some days I forget the truth or can’t find it underneath a million filters and masks.

Dear world,

Tell me what you like about me. Some days I dislike myself so much that I don’t want to show my self.

Dear world,

Tell me that I am worth being here. I know you cannot undo the past, but it would be nice hearing it anyway.

Dear world,

Tell me how you see me. I am sure I see a different mind in the mirror, but out of curiosity:

Dear world,

Tell me who I am. Tell me who I am not. Be kind to my fragile self.