Don't you dare to tell me I'm beautiful
Until you have seen my scars
That crave my body
And the blood
That pours out of my soulDon't you dare to tell me I'm lovely
Until I completely shut you out
Because I swore to myself
You are just like the rest
And you'll get sick of meDon't you dare to tell me I'm flawless
Until you've seen me break down in tears
I'll show you the darkness
That consumes me
And you'll run awayBut if you
Have seen my scars
Bitterness
And darkness
Then perhaps, I might believe you***
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Insecurity, something that we all have, something that holds us back from opening up.
When people start to point out something in us that we're insecure about and make fun of us then trust issues starts.
And both of this together are poisons for both our physical and mental health, which affect us so bad that when something good actually happens we end seeing it with a negative perspective.
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