Save me. I need your love before I fall. I'm scared. I'm lonely. I hear so many voices telling me to be someone I'm not. Don't I deserve to be heard? Why don't my opinions matter? I'm suffocating. I'm drowning. Do you see me? Do you hear me? Will you listen? Will you care? Please save me from myself. A/N: This isn't really a story worth reading. I just needed a place to be heard. To all of you suffering from the amount of pressure you put on yourself to fit other people's expectations of who you should be: Don't forget to be yourself. It's your life, not theirs. Happiness can't be measured by dollar signs, but it definitely can be measured with memorable moments. You are not alone. It gets better. Save me, save me. I need your love before I fall, fall. I'm fine.