I am a chronic people pleaser Because I am afraid otherwise they would leave me I crave close friends even though I don’t have them because I want to feel being valued I want to know how it feels to be wanted. I go for people who don’t want me back Who ignore me Whose attention and love I have to beg for People to whom I have to prove my worth Because that’s what I know from the very beginning I always had to prove myself, to be the best in order to be recognised By my own parents I am finding out the love I knew is not love Love doesn’t work like I know it And I hate that I have to learn it all over again when Im grown up.