rose blue willow

I let others determine my worth and not because I don’t know it but because I don’t understand it. I strive to be good for others. to show my best version. to uphold my reputation. to be protected. standing behind some front used to distract others from what’s really beautiful. who I am. my thoughts. my feelings. my love. vulnerability. But why be vulnerable? the risk of letting someone in. the risk of changing your reputation. the risk of destroying your true worth. So I let others decide if i’m good enough. hiding who I am. how I think. how I feel. how I love. because i’m so afraid of understanding that my worth cannot be changed by anyone but me.