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MY REAL WORTH
MY REAL WORTH
I am so glad that my own worth
Is not up to some people's dearth.
They would deny all that l have
And rank me well below a knave.
My worth is up to who love me
As they would like my best to see.
If upset, l know my bad state;
If glad, l know my state is great.
My worth is how l see myself.
Is my heart clean or with dirt rife?
People around can't see inside
As that l only can decide.
But best of all's to look at you,
And see how you my face will view
As your soft eyes instil my states:
A look from them my love creates.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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I am so glad that my own worth
Is not up to some people's dearth.
They would deny all that l have
And rank me well below a knave.
My worth is up to who love me
As they would like my best to see.
If upset, l know my bad state;
If glad, l know my state is great.
My worth is how l see myself.
Is my heart clean or with dirt rife?
People around can't see inside
As that l only can decide.
But best of all's to look at you,
And see how you my face will view
As your soft eyes instil my states:
A look from them my love creates.
BY JOSEPH ZENIEH
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