Coy

Let’s be honest

It is about you and me

I’ve thought this through; now I’m suffering

Can’t you see?

You’re hurting me

Our fingernails so deep

Cuts my flesh and bend my bones

I have been broken but I am good at hiding

I never speak to another about my troubles

Cause I don’t want them to see

How shameful it is to be me

So I hide everything

It feels more peaceful here at least

(Source: cherilola)

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