Maybe you've just got to understand that you simply aren't and cannot be the soft little bunny that people around you wish you were
Maybe you were made out of the tight grip you keep on your knife when you walk at night and blank stares so cold you ice over men's ego
Maybe you were made from the fire that runs through your mothers veins and the way she let your father treat her just to keep you safe but you need to listen closely now
Your sharp edges are just as beautiful as that little creatures purity
You aren't merely a person
You're a tornado and you're lightning and fire and roaring oceans and you're the moon
But even through this
You hold more beauty in you than you will ever know
Maybe you aren't easy to love or understand but the ones that do cannot forget about the mark you left on them
You're breath taking and you are blinding and intense and what can be more alluring than all of this
Nonetheless, you are loved
No matter what thoughts your head tries to drown you in
You are loved