When you tell me looks aren’t what define beauty, I look at my insides and see bruises and scars in parts I’ll never feel loved again.
When you say I have no conduct, I’m the girl who oversays thank you because my gratitude towards kindness is magnifying.
When you say you won’t apologize for your crude remarks, you’re forgetting I never demanded an apology.
When you shame my name with dust and dirt and tell me I just love you, remember.. I’m stronger than your narcissism. A broken heart can mend and heal but scars of your words burnt against my skin will forever show. And I just can’t do this anymore.
She Was Sea 