At the end of the day,
And into the night,
It’s you.

You alone who is there:
In the darkest hours,
The early rays,
It’s you who’s there.

There in the hard times,
The easy times.
The bad times,
The good times.
At the end of it all—

Maybe you need a reminder,
That you are good enough,
That you are fine just the way you are.
Maybe not perfect,
But perfectly imperfect—

Because you,
Are all you have when it comes down to it.

It will always be you,
Just you against the world if you have to.

To be honest,
Believe me when I say—

One day,
Some day,
You will be
Exactly who you want to be.

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