"You're so pretty"
It's a lie
"You're so sloppy"
Oh, really?
"You're so cute"
Thank you —
"But too good to be true"
I guess...
This words that I never thought can harm me,
Really scars and bleeds me deeply.
Words that I don't want to hear,
Always rings a bell in my ears.
Why can't they just see,
That I'm hurting so badly,
That their words can be enough to kill me.
Sometimes I question myself,
"Why do I even exist?"
Is it for people to judge myself,
Until I've broken everything in me.
Their words hurt me,
But I guess my own words hurt me even more,
That's why I loath me,
For being strong to exist than just be scared like before.
I feel so ugly,
I feel so disgusting,
I feel so unneeded,
Yet I'm still living.
I feel alive yet dead,
I feel abandoned yet needed,
I feel useless yet capable,
I am free yet locked behind doors.
Though I still cannot see,
Even if my hearts relievi'n,
But maybe I'm just blind to see,
That I still have a beauty withi'n me.
—Zudotakikurose
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PoesíaA poem, A poem about my life My life on this earth This earth that God made God made for us to live To live our lives to the fullest So we must cherish this Cherish this precious moments Precious moments where we-- Where we value each other Each oth...
