"That's it... In... Out..."
"You're okay. You're fine. You have to be."
"Hold up your mask to hide your pain, baby. Hold it up high."
"You're never going to be loved. Loved unconditionally. It's time you accept that babygirl."
"Hold up your mask."
"Hold it up high."
"Keep it up.. You're dying inside.."
"Smile, babygirl. It conceals the melancholy."
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"Fucking attention whore. You do it to draw attention to yourself."
"You'll never be good enough. Not for him.. Not for anybody."
"Why don't you just do it already? Your time has come to an end."
"Your mask is getting heavy. It's time to let go now.."
"Just a little longer.."
I can't.
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"Why didn't she say anything?"
"I don't know why she would do this to me.."
"I always fucking wanted her gone."
"She was annoying, fat, and ugly anyway. What a waste of space."
"I'll get over it."
"It wasn't much of a loss."
"She was a little attention whore, anyway. She deserved everything she got."
"I won't really miss her."
"Why was she so selfish?"
I knew I was nothing..
Please, please, please, if you are struggling with depression or suicidal thoughts.. Please talk to someone.. You can message me, if you'd like. I won't judge.
You're all worth it. You're all amazing and perfect in your own little ways. Your imperfections make you who you are.. And whoever judges you based on looks or the way you dress doesn't matter.. They're pathetic.
If you've made it this far.. I am so proud of you.. And I believe that you can make it through this.. As well as anything life throws at you. You're all strong, and so powerful.. You can make it. You may not believe in yourself.. But I believe in you.
YOU ARE READING
Moving On~ COMPLETED
Poetry~the process of moving on~ *trigger warning* If you ever need someone to talk to.. You can always message me.. Whether on here, or on Instagram or Facebook.. It's okay. I might not respond right away, and I may be a little awkward, but I'll respond...
