don't tell me I'm loved
because all you've ever known about me is what I allow you to know, you're assuming people love me because you can't comprehend the fact that a person could very we'll be unloved since you yourself have only known the state of adoration and enamoredness
don't call me pretty
because you have never dwelled within this rib cage, your home isn't in my heart, and you still haven't gone for a walk through my mind you have never even stared into the depths of my eyes for longer than a tenth of a second
it isn't pretty in there
so it isn't pretty out here
don't call me anything
for that matter