The only guarantee in life, is a life worth dieing for...

I get the distinct impression that I am out of sight out of mind.
I can't seem to make myself into anything that is enough for anyone.
I lack some essential quality to make any other person satisfied with me or happy.

It's so hard to convey who I truly am to anyone when who I truly am is locked so fucking deep in my head that I can barely communicate with myself.
I'm so stupid.
I never learn my lesson.
Time and time again I let someone in and make myself completely vulnerable to another person, dive head first and break my back doing everything I know to make them happy and be the best person I can all for the sake of someone else's happiness.
It always has the same ending.

Always.