Do you like me?
With all my tears and scar tissue?
Even though I'm emotionally unstable
And I'm still a bit afraid of the dark.
You know I'm sensitive and grumpy.
You know I'm insatiable and clumsy.
You know I'm a writer
Cynical
And spiteful.
Could you love me?
This mess of frizzy hair and insecurities?
Even though I self sabotage
And I very nearly hate everyone I meet.
You know I have stretch marks on my ***
You know I'm clingy.
You know I'm afraid of drowning
Heights
And losing you.

Well as long as you know.