You think you should
know these things, and your mind knows that they should be true.
Isn’t it time you
admit you don’t believe it, and learn it?
Do you know that you
are valuable?
Do you know that you
are loved?
Do you know that you
can trust me?
Do you know I want to
use you?
Do you know that the
pain, the tears—or lack there-of—
The loneliness, the
despair you go through, to find me, is worth it?
I treasure you, when
will you believe it?
