Hello Elizabeth
I don't like myself
I don't see what other people see in me
I don't even believe them half of the time
I've learned to take a compliment
Not because I believe them
But because I'm tired of fighting them
Because the uncomfortableness of accepting an untruth is preferable to the silence that follows my disagreement
The look in their eyes
The lack of understanding that understands far too well
So I just nod my head and smile and thank them
Because I'd rather hate myself in silence
Then try to convince others why they're lying
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Her & her
PoetryAn intimate look into my journey from the perfect Catholic girl with internalized homophobia to a girl who is almost okay with her queer identity. Features poems on my journey of self-discovery and acceptance through my struggles with mental health...
