You'll Thank Me Later For This One

Am I in love or is it an illusion?
Am I pretending to love you so that you will love me in return?
What's wrong with this picture?
I don't think I need to be loved that badly.
Love can't really make a sad person that happy.
At the end of the day a sad person is a sad person until they choose to accept happiness.
A lot of us have trouble finding out what will truly make us happy.
Doomed to live inside of that nightmare you call your imagination.
Constantly thinking that everyone is out to hurt you.
So you continue to do fucked up things because you're crying out for attention.
Everybody sees you but nobody comes to your rescue.
They just judge you and chastise you.
Make you feel like you're not worth shit.
As if you needed their help.
You already think that you're not about shit.
When will this all end?
When will you have someone there who will tell you that everything is okay?
They'll tell you that you mean the world to them.
Tell you that you are beautiful and important.
I guess you can't expect that from anyone until you believe it.
No on will ever be there for you like you will be there for yourself.
When everyone is against you, the only person that you have is you.
Love yourself so that you won't go looking for someone else to love you.
The moment you go searching for love outside of yourself is the moment that you open yourself up to a whole lot of pain.
The kind of pain that can be avoided.
You'll thank me later for this one.
But when you do, I just hope that it's not too late.