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They say I'm ugly.
They say I'm rude.
They say I'm stupid.
They say I'm dumb.
They say I'm weird.
They say I'm fat.
They say I'm fake.
They say I'm crazy.
They say I'm insane.
They say I have problems.
They say I'm useless.
They say I'm helpless.
They say I'm never getting anywhere.
They say I won't make it.
They say I'm gonna die.
They say so many things.
But I wont talk back.
I won't fight them.
I won't get upset.

Because I tell myself worse things,

They think I get into trouble.
They think the scars are from fights.
They think I'm actually tough.
They think I used drugs.
They think I had sex with strangers before.
They think I'm a rebel.
They think I'm dangerous.
They think I'm up to no good.
They think I'm a thief.
They think I use vulgar language.
They think so many things.

But all the scars,
And all the bruises,
And all the marks on my skin,
And all the cuts,
And all the dry blood,
And all black eyes ive gotten,
And all those times I came home from school, bleeding


No one did that to me.

I did it to myself.













Sometimes you cant fight your demons with your thoughts.
You have to use your own physical strength.
Sometimes you have to hit your head against the brick wall, hard enough, to stop hearing those voices in your head.
Sometimes you have to claw your nails into your own skin to stop those thoughts from crawling in.












Sometimes you have to hurt,
Physically
And emotionally
to heal.







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