don't call me beautiful
until you have seen me
at 4 a.m.
with a blade in my
hand slicing
my wrists.don't tell me you love
me
until you have
seen me
cry my eyes out.don't tell me im strong
until you have seen
me
shove pills down my throat.because i am not beautiful.
i am not strong.and i won't believe that
you love me
until
you're up with me
at 4 a.m.
telling me that
im worth it.