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?