I hated myself then but that's known
I despised everything about me
Everything down to the tiniest bone
Can't even see my reflection without hate
I beat myself to about it
Every single day
I wasn't who I wanted to be
So I created a new me
It took a dark turn. You became very unhealthy. The ways you tried to forget who You were, change, force it. It's not safe nor healthy. But you couldn't help it. You couldn't stand who you were but fear who you created and now your stuck in between to people and you don't know who to be. You get so confused you don't know who you are or where to start. That's scary.
But of corse this is all hypothetical
YOU ARE READING
Hypothetically
PoetryQuotes, poems, short stories, raw emotions. No names or specific pronouns used. Meant for all readers.
