stop looking at me.
stop talking to me.
stop talking about me.

you
you did this to me
your compliments have crippled me
your complaints debilitated me

stop praising me
stop praising me for not being able to look in a mirror again
stop praising me for carrying this burden
stop praising me for this constant guilt
stop praising me for being selfish
stop praising me for trying to control the only thing i can

you
you did this to me
you broke me so that I'd keep ruining myself
just because i'm existing doesn't mean i want to

i wish the music wouldn't be this loud
i wish i could buy more clothes and shoes and books and get a little bit of myself back
i wish someone would give me a hug

i wish i could look at myself like how i look at them
i wish i could see myself the way my friends do
but do i even have any if i can't be my own?

you
the joke's on you
i'm gonna keep running
i'm gonna keep running till i fall
and then i won't be able to hear you anymore
or will you follow me there too?