Come on, soul, keep hurting yourself. Keep thinking you're worthless. Soon enough, your time to value yourself will be over. Each person's happiness comes from within. But look — your life is almost done, and you're still refusing to respect yourself. You're letting your happiness depend on what other people think and say.
Do, soul, do; abuse and contemn thyself; yet a while and the time for thee to respect thyself, will be at an end. Every man's happiness depends from himself, but behold thy life is almost at an end, whiles affording thyself no respect, thou dost make thy happiness to consist in the souls, and conceits of other men.