Don't Feel So Special

Don't feel so special

I've been abused,

Forcefully used,

Yet you think you can blow my fuse?

Don't feel so special.

I've hacked & sliced at my own skin,

Barely living,

So thin,

But you worry if you hurt my grin,

Don't feel so special.

You could have called me every bad name under the sun,

shot me with a gun.

But I've hurt me, more than you've ever could.

So don't feel so special.

I don't need closure,

Unless its from stitches,

Mending the pieces I've broke from myself.

But the damage you've done,

Is nothing I haven't done to myself.

So don't feel sorry.

Hold your tears of guilt upon a shelf.

They mean nothing to me,

But only for yourself.

So don't feel so special.

You are nothing but another person who dared to hurt me,

But only hurt themself.

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