come over here,
stare into my dead bpd eyes.
my pupils get huge when i'm manic,
bigger when i'm high.
come over here,
watch as my eyes change shape.
my personality changes,
along with my eyes.
when i'm dissociated you can tell,
come stare into my dead bpd eyes.
in this photo i was manic, notice how big my pupils are?
now stare into my cold dead bpd eyes as i dissociate and don't recognize myself
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PoetryFirst few chapters are about this girl then the rest is just my life and me venting. If anyone read this please dont comment shit like "are u ok" or "talk to someone" i really dont need that and i present these problems alot stronger then they are i...