Don't you dare tell me I'm beautiful. Until you've seen my scars. That carve my body. And the blood that pours out of my soul.
Don't you dare tell me I'm lovely. Until I completely shut you out. Because I swore to myself you're just like the rest. And you'll get sick of me.
Don't you dare tell me I'm flawless. Until you've seen me break down in tears. I'll show you the darkness that consumes me and you'll run away.
But if you
Have seen my scars
Bitterness
And darkness
Then perhaps I believe you.
