EVERYBODY'S TALKING!

Do you really love me, underneath it all? Thats the question I wonder if he wants to ask me. A year ago, a resounding yes, a night ago, a shrug, a deflection. The truth is, im human, I want to be loved. But i also want respect. I want to be adored. But not be allowed to treat you like a doormat. I wanna be treasured, and proudly display them and boast look what he gave me. Do I have that? No! So until then, I am not really happy.