Self-Worth

White, Dave. Sell Yourself. July 1, 2024, Dave White Illustrations.

White, Dave. Sell Yourself. July 1, 2024, Dave White Illustrations.

Lately, I feel worthless.
I needed to find some value in me,
So I sold what I had
For little a fee.

My eyes for a penny
I sold to some fools,
They’re blind and useless,
Mistook for jewels.

My lips for a nickel
To the sweetest sin,
So they’ll know the love
That has never been.

My ears for a dime
I sold to a lover.
To hear sweet nothings,
And silence uncover.

My hands for a quarter
I sold to a ghost,
So that she might feel
What I’ve wanted the most.

Finally my bones for a dollar
I sold to the earth,
But as for my soul-
There was found no worth.


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