I'm in love with someone who hates me
I'm in love with a *****
a horrible person
someone who would rather not hang out with me
have you ever talked to someone you used to be heart in heart and step in step and then they left
they stepped out of line
they took a path you'd like to but they have created a blockade
I want to follow but I'm too far
I've fallen in a hole and you don't believe me
I've cut too deep, but not deep enough for you
maybe if I hurt more
if you saw me cry for you
if you saw me spend my time figuring out what to say
less symbolism
no more vagueness
more love
understand me
I can't keep deciphering you boo

I've been tearing around in my ******* nightgown
24/7 Sylvia Plath
Writing in blood on the walls
'Cause the ink in my pen don't work in my notepad
Don't ask if I'm happy, you know that I'm not
But at best, I can say I'm not sad
'Cause hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have...

scars are an identity that I cherish
I love the way the roll down my arms
the way they remind me of the times I hurt
climbing a tree
when you said that
sometimes I think
that scars shouldn't beloved
but they show the path that one has been on
you have validation in proof
scars should be loved

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