Look in the mirror and see what you have become
scars riddle your body
anger fills your heart
a fake coy smile stretches across your pale tired face
your skin clings to your bones
you are hurting and in need
but people only see what they want…
a monster
Hurling paragraphs of hate for not being open
stabbing you in the back for wanting space
abandoning you because in their eyes you are nothing more than a burden,
and they question why an apology is never given.
But why should i apologize for the monster i have become?
No one ever apologized for making me this way...