
Sighs, who's true and who's not? My life will sucks until you disappear from my life, one day.
Every waking moment, every time I see my reflection, it repeats 'Ugly. Imperfect. Unlovable. Cold. ' Ringing in my ears, clogging my ears, I am deaf to everything but my own self-hatred. I am ashamed of my own reflection, afraid of the things I will see in my eyes. Text message reads beautiful, I wish I could see what they see but I know I wouldn't believe it even if I did because I know the truth... I am 'Ugly. Imperfect. Unlovable. Cold. ' Sometimes I fall to never rise, sometimes I sleep to never wake, sometimes I hurt to never feel, sometimes I cry to never tell. I want to feel like I'm beautiful, I want to feel like I'm special, I want to feel like I'm worth something, I want to feel like I'm wanted. I want to feel alive. I want to be able to see what they see, I don't want to be blind anymore. I want to see something that I've never seen before, I want to see something in myself, something worth believing in, something worth continuing for. But there's nothing and I am alone, and all I have to remind me of my mistakes are the lies that I used to cover them, I'm sorry.
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