Do you ever worry and
wonder, if you’re ever going to be good enough for
anyone? If you will finally fulfill someone’s
expectations enough so that they love you as you
are, and not try to change you or use you? Or if it's even
possible to have someone love you the way you are, when you
can’t even do that.
I worry that I will be forever alone, scraping by
on half hearted commitment and lies, lies that I tell myself, that
will eventually bring me down. I worry that I will
eventually evaporate into nothingness, because what is the
point, if you matter to no one? You are just a waste of
space.