Prove me wrong.

PROVE

Dear Someone,

I can't sit by and watch you destroy yourself.

You wanted me to be honest with you.... with the world.

Well, here I go....

Please read this to the end.

Or don't.

I guess I just thought that,

for once,

I'd be 100% truthful.

You may not like this....

I know.

But I am NOT going to sit by and watch you destroy yourself.

I used to find it amazing, at first, to talk to you everyday, to have finally found 

Someone I could relate to.

Someone who UNDERSTOOD me.

At to at least think I had.

For a while.

But then I realised that speaking to you depressed me.

It made me feel like something was WRONG with me.

You are the definition of a ticking time bomb.

You laugh at you own dark jokes.

And then you clutch onto my arm and talk about your "problems".

And then you make them mine.

And then you think you feel guilty about it,

but you DON'T.

It makes you feel valid. Like at least those things would make you something.

Like everything else about you is not enough.

Like your laughs mean nothing.

Like your smiles aren't real.

Like YOU are made of sadness.

Like you could make others feel bad

by punishing yourself,

or make it seem like you are,

or make yourself think that you are.

You depend on peoples pity,

and their worry,

but you haven't learnt that people don't need saving,

they save themselves. 

Prove me Wrong