The Things I Wish I Could Say
Dear Nobody,
It's funny.
In times like this,
I was always sure of my worth,
So positive of what came out of my mouth.
Sometimes living with yourself for this long gets a bit hectic,
But how could I tell anyone
When they only wanted me to be strong?
In high school, I was known as the girl who had her shit together,
Who never needed to ask twice for anything.
Being "inspiring" is hell,
Being a "teacher's pet" is worse.
While being ridiculed, no one thought that
Maybe I was trying to prove to myself
That maybe,
Just maybe,
I wasn't a void.
Maybe I wasn't the product of years of abuse.
Maybe, after having lost everything, I was still worthy.
Life is like that, I guess.
Trying to prove your worth to yourself,
In light of everything,
Is a solution no one wants to see.
No one wants the best,
They want the void,
And all that goes with it.
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