It's Just Us

Bulletproof 🔫

Every painful word,

Is a painful,

Bullet.

If I told you,

That I was happy,

While crying?

Would you think,

I'm truly happy?

Or,

Will you think,

I'm depressed?

I'm not bulletproof.

I am a human being,

Who gets told,

Everything she does is wrong,

Her test scores aren't passing her cousins,

She's not pretty enough,

To surpass her cousin.

It's a constant war,

She never wanted.

People see her now,

As some worthless trash,

Who should drop out of high school,

And die.

The days I've come home with bruises,

Those scars that are forever etched,

Into my skin.

An eternal reminder,

Of my worth.

"A girl's worth lowers with scars, and your's was already low as it was."

I know,

I wasn't really worth a damn thing.

Stop reading these,

Please,

I love you,

But,

These are just getting embarrassing.

I try to write my feelings about you out,

And here i am ranting on about stupid things.

I've had no inspiration to write anymore,

But I keep trying.

Because I told you,

I'd write this for you,

And here I am,

Writing this book,

With no inspiration,

Like I had once before.

I question,

Do I write for you?

Or,

Do I write for those readers so they can enjoy something?

I don't know,

But,

I think,

It's Just You.