Please say something, I beg, say something. I need verbal confirmations of my worth. And if no one says anything, how will I know? How will I know that I’m okay how I am…right now? Because honestly, I can’t tell myself that I’m great, wonderful. Someone else does, and their words ignite me. Make me happy, keep me going. But it’s a fuel that as quickly burns the fire, burns out. It takes me high, but when it’s gone, I fall, and until someone pulls me back up, I’ll go where no one can save me. Thank god, no one lets me go that far. They know me so well.