Who said I can trust you. I throw my back against the wall. I think about the horrible things they could do to me. I hold my neck with my hands and I tremble down to my knees. They know so much about me no one else does. I'm vulnerable to betrayal. Why did I do that I fsnt even trust myself to keep my fucking mouth shut! I cover my head with my hands and start to pull on my hair. My lips quiver and tears slip out my eyes. What would think if they saw me like this, like the mess I truly am. Who can tell me if your trustworthy if I don't trust their word.
I gave my heart and soul and trust to one before and she threw it away like scraps. Like it meant nothing! Jack shit! This aint my fault I find it hard to think any better than the worst. It ain't your fault that when you ask if you can ask me something that my breathing turns heavy and my brain starts to go into panic. We can't lead it back to one person but its affecting many. I lie my way through a day as I've bring a new meaning to the word fine. My head slams back against the wall and I feel a warm Liquid drip out the back of my skull. I sigh In relief and tears rush down my face. Again.
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