If You Haven't Notice,
The Scars On My Hips...
Or The Fake Smile,
On My Lips...
Or The Forced Laugh,
That I Have Adapted...
Or The Way I Don't Care About,
The Things I Used To Love...
Then Don't You Dare Stand At My Grave,
And Cry...
Because How Can You Cry,
For Someone You Didn't Know?
YOU ARE READING
+Quotes About Self-Hate+
PoetryEveryone is beautiful... But we don't always believed it. I decided to put all quotes and poems about self hate in here. Congratz for everyone who is still alive right now. Stay strong. Message me if you need anyone! Cover By My Bae! @smashout Thank...