How about you?

“You are like a piece of art”

I was told by someone

But how and why?

What does art and I have in common?

What do you think?

How about you?

How about you?

Am I mesmerising and beautiful?

Do I bring meaning to the mundane?

Do I evoke emotions deep inside?

Do I inspire, empower?

What do you think?

How about you?

How about you?

Wait, I think I know.

I figured it out.

Is it because

I let others define my worth?

Could I be worth millions

if you decide I am?

Or could I be worthless than garbage

if you decide I am?

Why do I always let

someone else decide my worth?

What am I to me?

What am I worth to myself?

Do you know the answer?

How about you?

How about you?

How about you?