i can feel their eyes on me when i tell them about my past
they pity me
that's not what i want
i never want that
yes ive been through things but i don't want pity
pity is something that makes me want to push away
im okay with sympathy and people i trust hugging me letting me know it's okay
more often than not i get the same pitying eyes
they make me feel like i should keep my mouth shut
i don't want to share my past with them or let them be a part of my future
please don't pity me
that's the one thing i ask.
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things ill never say (poetry)
Poetrypoems written about my trauma, past abuse, heartache, suicidal tendencies, and other things of that nature along with some lighter poems. most will be triggering. please read with caution.
