My Abcs

After Breaking Crying and Drowning; After feeling: Empty Forgotten Guilty Hated Insecure Judged; After being: Kept out Labeled and lied to Mistaken Negative Offended Picked on Quiet Rejected Stressed Torn Unaccepted Valueless Worried X’d out Yelled at Zoned out You still ask, “How are you?” and I still say, “I’m fine.” while I am thinking about, feeling, reliving all of these things. After bawling every night and trying to talk to someone, You still don’t see me crying on the inside even though I have a smile plastered on my face. I am human. I am a girl. I am just like you. So why do you have to divide us? Why do you care what I wear or what I say? Will it effect you in any way? Only if you let it. So I am not ok. I am and always will be, alone broken cheated dead empty I am the ABC’s - written 12/10/17