the art of not being enough

I yearned for one thing, which everyone got, but not me. it is nothing of material, nothing of cost, but of heart and of mind. validation, assurance, call it whatever you want but I wanted it, more than that, I needed it I needed it to stop me, stop me.... now, I became the heartful one, the one who puts others before him, the one who doesn't care about him. "for, we become the ones, who would have saved us at our lowest" now i exist, not for me, giving validation to everyone except for me hoping I will get it one day, one day...