Dear 'I'

Yes!!! I'm talking to you girl, the one who is staring back in mirror at herself right now.

Who is counting her flaws, from her split ends to her non pedicured toes.

Who is trying to stretch her lips into a smile but failing miserably!

Who is staring blankly at hollowness of her own eyes.

You really need to listen right now.

I guess, you already know that you're not normal.

But then let's say normal is old-fashioned!

Being divergent is awesome.

You know that you are kind of girl who gets affected by turmoils of life and tries desperately to escape those black cloud hovering above your head.

But you break down every time. YOU allow yourself to break. You snap inside in a painful way.

You cry a lot. You bruise yourself even sometimes. You hate everything, even your existence.

You think that it makes you a weakling.

But you are so wrong!

You are the girl, who fights with the voice of your head that tells you to die everyday.

You drag yourself out of bed every morning, even though it is depressing to you so much to survive every fucking day, only to pretend that you're normal.

You try to act okayish so that no one gets affected by your negativity.

You have scars, but that scars shows that you're still fighting.

YOU are not the one to give up.

You have that little hope of everything getting better someday.

You have the hope that one day, anyone's behaviour and word won't affect you and you won't get panic attacks.

You hope that someone is going to look into your eyes and going to understand everything without asking you 'why'

You have hope, and unless you don't give up that hope, you won't give up on yourself.

You will be okay.

It's going to be okay.

Hold your head, clutch your hairs, scream in the pillow.

Let it be down.

Smile for once again.

It's not about existing...

Dearest you...let's try to live, shall we?

From-

'Me'

⭐ Fallingstars99 ⭐