What if I was proud of myself for a change?
Always supporting others,
I forget—
that there’s a people pleaser in that.
And now I’ve learned,
it’s actually my power.
I come off trustworthy,
I am helpful—
but I also want to do things my way.
I didn’t know I could say
so many things to others,
and instead of getting in a fight,
just slay.
I am learning
to be proud of who I am—
always good to others,
but needing to get back
to who I am.
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Author:
Sophenia (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Where are the people pleasers at? Don't see it as a weakness♡
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Comments1
Don't see people pleasing as bad if it is meant to make them happy not yourself or get something in return. A good write
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