Her
When I told her I loved her she ignored me.
When I told her I hated her she listened.
She opened her ears and took every horrible thing I said about her in.
When I speak I murder every good thing about herself.
When I tell her good things she doesn't listen.
She believes the hurtful words. She thinks that's the truth.
When I tell her she's beautiful she disagrees because she doesn't see beauty.
When I tell her she's amazing and wonderful she dismisses it.
She sees herself as a monster.
It's all because I keep telling her horrible things and I should really be nicer to myself






















