She means to save herself from good.
She means to drown in her blood until all she can remember is her face and the pain brought from it.
She means to bring forth hurricanes of emotions meant only to destroy other people,
Because she can’t learn to love the world anymore.
She can’t learn to love herself,
But she has to pretend to love herself.
She has to pretend to care for herself,
Because nobody else does,
And if she stops pretending,
Then she’ll cease to have a reason to pretend to live anymore.
She’ll get too caught up in reality,
And it’ll drive her towards despair,
It’ll drive her to do unfathomable things,
It’ll **** her.
She has to absorb and understand everything in her world,
And make it seem as if it is perfect,
Make it seem as if she thinks she is perfect.
Pretending to love herself even if she doesn’t isn’t hard.
Sometimes it hurts, no matter how much she wants to love the person she is,
She can’t bring herself to do so.
So she has to live in a lie,
She has to let the rain wash over and engulf her in a tsunami of broken identities,
She has to pretend to love herself until she almost believes it too,
But she hates herself,
She wishes she could just disappear into the vastness of space.
There are 7 billion people in the world, so what’s one life worth?
What’s her life worth?

Someday, I hope things change,
I hope she won’t be called self absorbed or broken,
I hope she’ll be treated right,
I hope she’ll hate herself enough to let herself truly live and actually love,
I heard it hurts pretty bad.