Category : Poems

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Sometimes I wonder what others think of me. I would love to know which people thought of me as pretty or ugly. Funny or dull. Annoying or charming. I want to know if those opinions changed along the way while they got to know me or if they stayed the same because they never bothered to try. I wonder how many relationships I could have had with people but didn't happen because I was scared or they were. I wonder who has actually loved me. I wonder who has actually hated me. 
And then I stop to remind myself: 
It doesn't matter. Their opinions do NOT define me. Their thoughts do NOT make me who I am. I do. And I don't care which ones love or hate me because it's not my job to try and please everyone, as much as I would love to. It will not happen. If you are a people pleaser like me, know that the people you are meant to please are the ones who already love you. The ones who you satisfy by simply being you. And when you find who those are, return that love because it doesn't happen often. Remember that.