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My insides scream when I’m with you I want the earth to swallow me whole so you can’t see me Grey rock, disappear, don’t exist don’t be, don’t have a personality So you can’t see me to hurt me Yet I’m with you every day Why? I don’t understand me Why don’t I love me?
I stay silent when I want to holler in despair till my throat bursts Over how you yell, berate and mock me Which will be which on what day is a surprise I am always the butt of your joke The thorn on your side A source of constant disdain I grow tired of your rage and hatred sprinkled with affection So I hold on to hope that things will change Yes I don’t leave Why can’t I leave? Why does my skin need your skin at this visceral level? When did my mind meld with yours? Why do I choose you over me? Why don’t I love me?
You make me feel like nothing You enjoy my brokenness You celebrate my torment You laugh at my pain You chew at my brain You break my heart, you’ve chipped it away Yet I stay with you? Why why why! Why don’t I love me??
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