Don't act like you know me
When you can't tell me my eye color is, without looking
When you can't tell me what happened 6 years ago
When you can't tell me why I have scars across my arms
And yes, obviously you know how they got there,
But do you know why?
Don't expect me go trust you when you can't tell me what my middle name is,
When you don't understand what it's like to have your head above water
But still feeling like your 10 feet beneath it
Don't expect to me to be ok
With jokes about suicide, depression or self harm
Because it's not ok.
Not when you've self harmed
Not when you've been so depressed
You felt there was no other option
Don't tell me to stop being so sad
Until you've felt so low
You can't feel anything
Don't.
Not until you've felt the things I have.
