It's hard to feel beautiful
when someone keeps pointing out your flaws.
It's hard to feel accepted
when someone says that all you do is wrong.
It's hard to feel worthy
when you're never good enough.
It's hard to feel happy
when someone constantly puts you down.
It's hard not to feel misunderstood
when no one ever tries to see through the walls.
It's hard not to feel useless
when with one word all your efforts go to waste.
It's hard to enjoy life
when you're slowly dying inside.
It's been a difficult week.
Hurtful things were said.
Multiple lines were crossed.
I tried. But I have my limits, too.
(Haven't spoken to my father in two days.)
Desperately looking for a job so I can move out and live my life.
Maybe I'm just being the drama queen they used to call me when I was younger.
The truth is that I can't take this any more.
The good thing is I found the tears I had officially declared lost a while ago.
I discovered that I can still feel. Sadness, misery, failure, disappointment.
I'm telling myself all of this is better than nothing. But.. is it really?