Pain, hatred and rage.
Fear, despair and cage.
Shouts, yells and misunderstandings.
Cries, screams and self-harm.
Tears blurred my vision;
Scars bled yet again.
Scolded for being so fragile,
As if I was willing to become this.
You are too blind to see,
Too deaf to listen.
Yet how come I still love you
After all these had happened?
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