Make me proud, kid.

I wish someone would come up to me and tell me they are proud of me. That they are proud for how long I have stayed strong when they knew all I've wanted was to give up. For forgiving those who don't deserve it. For smiling when they know all I wanted to do was cry. For standing back up everytime I have been shoved or fallen, even though staying down would've been so much easier. I want them to say they are proud of who I have become. That no matter what drugs I do, rules I break, or cuts I make, that I make them proud on times when I say no, when I choose not to participate in the self-destruction. I want them to be proud of where I am in life. For being honest, when lying would be a lot less hard. For apologizing, even when it is not my fault. For loving, with all I have. For trusting with all I can. I want to make someone proud. And I want them to tell me, because nothing would make me happier than making somone proud at least once in my life.