Advice

Thank you for telling me that it isn't okay to show emotion
That I have to keep everything bottled up inside
And wait till I explode
Splattering everyone with bits of anger, grief, and loneliness.

Thank you for telling me that my sobs and cries are pathetic
That tears are a sign of weakness
And they're just a waste of vital water, but wait you don't want me to live anyway ha ha
My feelings don't matter, I'm just a shell.

Thank you for telling me that I am a waste of life
That the world would be much better if I didn't exist
And no one would miss me if I someday left this world forever
Leaving nothing behind to show I had ever stepped on solid ground.


Thank you for telling me

I'm always open to destructive criticism

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me
Right?