i can relate to this poem a lot
this just made me break down into tears.
This makes me sad. Because that’s why I’m scared to get close to anyone. I don’t like people to touch me because I don’t want them to see how I flinch. I don’t let anyone try to love me because I don’t want to have to tell them about my scars and about my past and bring this sadness into their lives. I’m a messed up naive little girl and I keep this facade up so no one knows how secretive I really am because I thought I learned to be strong but sometimes I’m not so sure and I look at my scars and remember who I was in that dark time of my life and my scars are fading and I feel like I’m losing a part of myself
It’s all in the details. They way someone stops smiling the moment you aren’t looking. How their answers become shorter, their laughter a little bit more forced for every time. You’ll sometimes catch them with a distant look in their eyes, as if they’re staring into the big nothingness that surrounds them. Completely gone. Lost. Alone. You might find that they start distancing themselves from you, making excuses, feeding you with their little covering lies. “I’m just tired,” they’ll say. They’ll laugh it off, every single time. You should pay attention to how they start covering up their bodies, hiding every inch of their skin, hating every inch of their skin. They wont take your compliments, if so, you’ll only get a simple ‘thank you’ and they will take it all for lies. Self hate could easily be mistaken for self irony - although they say it with a smile on their face, keep your eyes open for the empty look that follows. Pay attention. Never look away. Because they are nearly impossible to spot, unless you’re one of them.
I’d say “me too.”
still can’t believe i posted this