People like me.

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Do you ever get sick? Sick and tired of people never listening to a thing you say, never attempting to understand you.. because, I know I do.

If only you knew what it was like to spend a day in my mind. The constant fighting between me, myself and I. The amount of hatred and disgust I feel when I look at my own reflection when I look in the mirror. Things of the past that haunt me till this very day. Trying to find happy thoughts at dark times, crying myself to sleep at night. Fighting the urge not to grab the razor and "relief" myself.

We're so desperately trying to escape from our own minds. The loud, blaring music, is just a distraction. To block out that voice in our head telling us how pathetic we are, reminding us about every flaw on our body.

There are some perks of dating people like me.. We're easily satisfied. You see, people like me? Ha, we don't want much. We don't wish to be spoiled in the most expensive clothing or luxurious cars. All people like me want, is a chance. To be noticed, to find someone that will always be here and that will see through our flaws. Accept our dark minds and broken souls. Make us feel beautiful and safe even if our arms are covered in scars.

That is all we want. Nothing more, nothing less.