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 lonely 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, maybe, I'll believe you
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My Depression
Poetry****************************TRIGGER WARNING**************************** So, these are a few of my depressing thoughts. Not all are original, just putting that out there.
