you're lost in your own world
is that where you'd rather be?
step out for a moment
come walk with me

a hostage of your own thoughts
why don't you let them be?
think what I think for a moment
let go, breathe free

you won't look me in the eyes
see what I want you to see
stop for a moment and look
there's just you and me

I don't know where you're heading
you say it's destiny
slow down a bit for love
come walk with me

Only until I met him did I see through the eyes of another how true self value really looked like when applied in reality.
I started to to understand how loving yourself or another actually looked like.
The feeling of LOVE was overwhelming and ecstasy compared to before love became so clear.
I had a misunderstood notion that being beautiful on the outside would bring me love.
I thought that I was loving myself outwardly appearing flawless.
Later I learned that I had only found a half truth.
So I began searching for the whole truth but first I had to tear all the pieces of my life apart to sort through and find each one of its meanings.

My whole life was in pieces when God himself appeared as a man who spoke truth and displayed love yet disguised with flaws for 1000 lifetimes.....
You see, before I was using my ego to love myself and gauge how much love to dispense on others based on ego as well.
The reason using ego is not effective and scary is because it is worldly and very temporary always needing maintenance and attention.
It is also fear based.
So you then love out of fear essentially. It is a common mistake because ego masks itself as  being strong and unbreakable but when you wipe off the pounds of make-up or take off the Karats of gold you are weak! Temporary.

solely engrossed, slow to emotions
prone to be a soul that is broken
lowly focus, frozen devotion
vocal notions erode when unspoken

(doing fine, i lie with a smile
while i fight my own quiet trial
i clear my head, i'm alright for a while
but
a mind that is clear is a mind in denial)

goal, avoidance of a throat opened
my vocal notions will go unspoken
choking on the voices stolen
prone to be a soul that is broken

we sweat the small stuff and get upset
ready to deflect what we don't expect
storms spread and we get so wet
bad weather that we'd rather forget

we preset our heads to reject
whatever we don't see as correct
we've all bled and shed tears of regret
it's our necks that we try to protect

when letting two hearts connect
reverence has the better effect
it's the common threads that we neglect
instead of accepting we choose to except