If you knew why my scars exist maybe you wouldn't sneer at me;
Maybe you would smile.
If you knew I didn't leave my flat very often maybe you wouldn't think me so strange for getting startled at loud noises.
If you knew how many negative reinforcements I had in my life maybe you wouldn't be another one.
If you knew how much I hate myself maybe you'd see I don't need to feel your hatred towards me
If you knew I had no friends; maybe you'd try to be one to me.
If you knew how terrble my dreams can be maybe you'd stay with me til I fell asleep.
If you knew how much damage i could do with what's in my flat maybe you'd be able to help me figure out why i don't think being here is a good thing for anyone.
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