Yes, The tears Make Their Unwelcomed Return

Flooding my cheeks.
At this point, I'm Thinking.
Thinking of the amount of times i do this. It seems it really is on a regular basis.
Is it because everything i do is wrong? Is it because the people i seek help from, give me the wrong advive because of their lack of knowledge? Or may it be, because its the other half?
I ask myself the most common question, that fellow adolescents tend to ask themselves;
What Is Wrong With Me?
What is there that you want, and why can't i meet your expectations?
Why is it that someone else can find another half, and accept them?
What is it about me, that doesn't suffice for you?
I wonder, if anyone has ever thought 'Yeah well I dont like this about you, fix it.'
I could deal with that. If someone had such care for me, and asked me to tell them what is it that that they needed to change, just to be with me, OF COURSE I would inform them.
It's trialable.

It would be nice, If one day someone was honest and told me what was wrong with me.
No
- 'I don't have to tell you, be yourself'
-'Your perfect just the way you are'
-'If they dont see what i see, then their blind'
-'They're not worth your time if you have to ask yourself that'
-'There's nothing wrong with you'
No, i dont want to hear that bullshit. I want the truth.


What the fuck is wrong with me, to make you not want me?