I’m not seeking attention.
I want someone to say I’m beautiful
because I can’t say I’m beautiful.
I want someone to want me,
because I don’t want me.
I’m not fishing for compliments.
I just want to hear someone say something nice
so I can believe it for awhile.
Because sometimes the voices I hear
prolong their stay, reminding me that I don’t deserve the time of day.
I am being irrational.
You don’t need to say it again, I know.
But sometimes knowing something doesn’t keep the doubt away.
Sometimes I doubt myself, doubt that I worth anything at all.
I know I am, but it’s hard to tell myself that.
It’s not a cry for help.
I’m getting help, but it takes time.
I don’t wanna hear you tell me I should be better already,
I have good days and bad days and sometimes the bad days outnumber the good.
I’m sorry I’m needy.
But if you really want to help me,
you have to know that I’m scared to be alone.
Please don’t leave me!
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