.

You can be an outcast, or somebody's lack of love.

Or you can start speaking up.

Always felt like a dim candle trying so hard to burn as bright as it can.

But eventually, you end up hurting the most.

Why am I trying to seek respect? Crave for love?

Then again, aren't those what everyone wants. All for the sake of acceptance.

I keep telling myself, despite what I've done, I still deserve respect. 

Or maybe I don't? 

Feels like the universe is teaching me a lesson and saying, Serve you right!

Sigh. Too much self-doubt going on recently.

And self doubt is not a form of modesty, it's self destruction.