eight : if you haven't noticed

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if you haven't noticed
the way I don't cry
or the numb smile I use to hide
or the laugh that's paper-thin
or how i care all too much
about things I used to let roll off my shoulders
or how i get angry and violent
or how i'm triggered by tiny, insignificant things
or how I tune out
or full of doubt, I tend to shout.
if you haven't noticed
how your words sting
and how they make me
feel
       worthless.
                            abso-fucking-lutely
                                                                   worthless.

how words cut deeper than i could
cut myself, that's why i don't.....
                  cut myself.
because why harm myself when
you've already done that all for
                         me?
so- if you haven't noticed
my heart breaking
my mind pacing
my lungs shaking
my voices screaming
my life shattering into
  millions
                    of
                           tiny
                 little
pieces.
if you haven't noticed
my pleads
or my cries for release
or my breaking
if you haven't noticed me-
-me ripping apart at the seams
if you haven't noticed
if you haven't cared
if you haven't looked
if you haven't seen
if you haven't heard
if you haven't tried
or listened
     or felt
            or cried
                 or prayed
                      or seen...me
if you haven't.....
don't you dare stand there
          and pretend like you cared
                    don't pretend like you cried
          these tears
don't fake it...like i did
it only breaks you....
it broke me....
so don't smile unless you mean it
don't cry unless you feel it
don't pray so you can sleep better
          don't fake
                     don't pretend
  ...... if you haven't noticed......
......just forget it................................

                   Nobody notices
                            .... nobody notices my hurt...........
                                    or my loneliness.....
                                          ... nobody or sees...
                                   ...nobody understands...
                           ...nobody listens...
                   ....i'm misunderstood...

                          people say fake it 'till you make it
                               no one makes it
                         you still fake it
                   i'm sick of
              your fake sympathy smiles
                   and  fake        
                          i'm- sorry- you're- hurting
                                let's-talk-for-awhile-s
                         ...just shut up...
                    ...just fucking shut up.
               leave me....
                    ........................alone..............for once.

                         but you can't shake me
                     i don't care if you don't give a crap about me
                i wouldn't change a thing
                     if i could go back and change things
                           i wouldn't
                               i wouldn't change a thing
                           i'd never leave this life by my own will
                      that's not my decision
               i'm not my own to kill.....

         because i don't need approval
              or validation,
                     i will pretend that judgmental glances
                           and rude remarks don't phase me
                     nobody cares about me
              so I don't need to care about them.
          i'm done with the one-way relationships
              and one-sided conversations
                      i'm sick of being talked at
                           and laughed at
                      no one listens
              therefore you don't have authority over me
         your approval isn't needed
              you don't change my will to live
                      (as much as you wish it did)                             
                           so when i laugh in your face and say "i told you so"
                       don't pretend to care
              i already know that you don't need me
         you just want to use me
              along with every other sick creature in this Earth
                      so don't ask for favors
                          because you aren't getting any.

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