Thirteenth

No one ever thinks about himself,

as of another book in a shelf.

However, everyone is like a book,

into which other people look.

They cannot read and see every chapter,

because it´s carefully hidden matter.

Your book is now being written,

every chapter, every item,

depends on how you see the world,

put down word by word.

Love yourself - it´s not a crime,

although you would rather hide for some time.

Every human being has an unique soul,

sometimes wounded and with scars though,

but every bruise needs some time to heal,

no matter how you right now feel.

Someone said "no pain no gain"

so make some effort again and again.

Your effort will bring its fruit in the end,

that´s for sure, as I say my friend.