You're worth more than you think. More than you realize. Possibly more than you know. The only thing is, everybody around you seems to know you're worth something, something more than you think ever imaginable. Such a sad thing that is, not knowing how the outsiders look at you, only knowing how everybody looks while they're looking in. The ways of not knowing the mysterious ways that our minds deduce and think of such marvelous and devastating things. Horrid thing of it all, we cannot simply know how we do these things, why we do, we can't ask questions, and we cannot know some things in which that have not been discovered. Not only by society, but discovered by ourselves.
