I am worth more then the grade I get, worth more then the lust I feel, worth more then the glances of a disapproving glare. I am worth more then the situations I am in and even when I know I am smarter enough to leave I stay, because I was instructed to fight till I can't fight anymore, till there isn't anything I could have done that I didn't try my hardest to do.
I deserve more then the second-class citizen status I fall under.
I am worth more then a failing long-term relationship, I am worthy of being chosen first, but first and to remain first. I am worth the tears I cry the pain I endure to keep treading in another’s web of mistakes. I am worth it all but still I end up more empty then when I came.
I deserve sincerity, realness and raw unrefined emotion.
Fucking bring it, I am armed in worth.
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