I've began to wonder if I've asked too much from you, from the ones before you. My family thinks I'm strong. But I'm nothing without any of you. I have become nothing through all of you. Nonexistence in the nooks and crannies of your hearts and souls. I make you happy though, right? And so, I leech off of your happiness.. therefore, I'm happy. Still, the child in my dreams tells me I am undeserving of your love, I am undeserving of the love I've received in the past, I'm selfish, and I have no one to blame but myself for losing sight of who I am, and who I wanted to be when I was innocent. You deserve something better than nonexistence, you deserve existence and everything that comes after.