Sometimes I wonder, am I really worth it?
To be loved by someone?
Be given that care?
Or be seen as that burden like they always seem to see.
I don't know.
It's really confusing, you love me yet yell at me for not being good enough.
I'm literally teetering on the edge of my sanity because I try so hard to please you and meet your expectations.
But I never do.
There's always something else wrong.
Always another imperfection.
But I realized that,
I'm the imperfection in your life.
