look with the same eyes you see others
Why the critical lens, shifting eyes jumping from flaw to flaw searching and not finding a problem but rather making up every problem do you even have a problem?
why does something have to be wrong
to live right?
to say
I hate myself
I hate myself
I hate myself
i hate myself is the norm as soon as you drift from the form words of critisim come raining down over your head
shards of "you are too selfish" threaten to shred your skin
its like if you dont do it yourself someone has to do it for you
its like the world has to see you broken
its like why cant you be okay for once
wake up excited to experience the day for once
walk into school with a smile on your face intent on brightening your best friends day with your smile for once know that
your smile.
your smile.
your smile was never ugly.
oh to cry tears of joy in the same bathroom you threatened to bleed all over is a catharsis unearthly, unexplainable. try to imagine the best memories, the tight hugs, relief, the “i finally made it to the feeling of love.” imagine those but all inside where the dark parts once grew like thick vines plagued with the stench of self-hatred through your body you are now a fighting cause, fought for light from the dark parts that no longer matter you are solid gold.
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