Don’t forget that just because I am strong,
I am still vulnerable.

Don’t forget that just because I always have the answer,
I don’t constantly question myself.

Don’t forget that as I build you up,
I am being torn down.

Don’t forget that behind this façade and brave face
there is a woman who has doubts and fears.

Don’t forget that this woman who thinks flowers are silly and just die,
is a girl who wishes someone would bring her flowers for no reason.

Don’t forget that my intellect and my wit, which you say you love
are really my defense against a world that frightens me.

Don’t forget that for as much as I love and laugh
I also cry and hide and rage.

Don’t forget that for every selfie I take and every celebration I post
I’m really just looking for acceptance.

Don’t forget that for everything I do and everything I become
I still long to hear that you’re proud of me.

Don’t forget to tell me good morning,
it gives me hope for the new day.

Don’t forget to tell me good night,
it gives me peace of mind.

Don’t forget to tell me you love me,
it reminds me I will be ok.

Don’t forget the me hiding inside the me you’ve come to know.
Don’t forget me.