Questioning A Mind Less Traveled...

It is once that you have to believe in yourself. It is many times that you try to believe in others. You can't believe in anything until you believe in yourself. Is that actually correct? Is that common sense? Is that a question? To believe in yourself is what? To believe in yourself is how? To believe in yourself is why? Can you really, truly, believe in yourself rightly? Can you not believe in yourself and be the same? What should you believe in if not yourself? Who should you believe in? Do you believe in anything? Life after death? Or is it a nothingness that occurs? Are your questions to ever be answered? Why is it so complicated? Is it I that makes it complicated because of my feelings? What are my feelings? I can't even explain. Can you explain me to me? You could be good at it. You could always start and restart from the beginning until you really know. Until you find what you were looking for. What are you looking for? A hole in the heart stopper? A person? A thing? Why? Why do we look for that pain when we can avoid them? We accept the love we think we deserve...? What love do you think you deserve? You deserve more than you accept. You are more wonderful than you think. No one can tell you different without lying. Can you promise what you don't accept?