Your words hurt me-

They break my heart and cut deeply through my skin.
They make me feel like less of me-
How ironic;
A thin me makes for a pretty package, easier to cut through-
normal; a proper female.


Your constant cuts make me want to change- indeed they force this change.
But when I put in efforts I’ll hide them from you; Its worse when you know your words made me admit to being wrongly beautiful.
If we lived in a world where we were allowed to write on our skin.

I’d capitalize on my face, “Do not comment on me”.


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