Little Truth, Doubts and Lies.

i hate second guessing
i hate being insecure
i hate it that you're joking but i don't find it funny
i hate it that i feel threatened.
i hate it that i've changed.
i hate it that the pimples on my face aren't going away.
i hate it that i have to keep quiet or my happiness will be at stake.
i hate it that you think it's easy because it isn't for me.
i hate it the things you do, the words you say, can mean so much to me,
i hate it, that no one who has seen this, would come up to me and say
"are you all right"
i know,
i've chosen to keep my mouth shut.
but it won't hurt to care
would it?




for the thousandth time that i have typed this,
i have to be brave,
i have to click publish.