we are broken.
everyday, we face judgement.
and when we are judged, we worry.
we worry about what to wear so that we wouldn't be criticized for our skirt being too short or our shoulders being exposed.
we worry about what we are eating because we don't want people to call us fat or too skinny.
we worry about what we say because if we speak up, people could call us bossy or ignorant.
everyday we are faced with these small decisions that make such big changes in our life.
we make these decisions and overthink all our choices because we are afraid another crack may appear in our skin.
with each hurtful word comes a break in our flesh, symbolizing our feelings and heartbreak.
and with each coming day, when someone's words hit a little too close to home, we slowly begin to break down.
with time, our bodies give up.
i want to give up.
but if i do, i'd be called weak.
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FanfictionCOMPLETED! in a judgemental, harsh society, we ought to have times wherein we feel broken. . "were you never broken?" "i try to stay happy." © astriixm lowercase intended
