It still feels like
claws in my throat when I talk about you.
"Freak."
A five letter word, not the most
hurtful insult by far Except to me it is.You want to get to me,
get me to shut up and slowly fall apart infront of your eyes?
Call me a Freak. Out of everything that I've been called
'Freak' deffinitely hurts the most. I've always
been the Freak who prefers to read, the Freak who can't swim
or ride a bike, the Freak who can't talk to her own family
without wanting to break down and cry. From Primary School to
High School I've been called a Freak. It's what they
label me. I can see why of course, and thats what kills me
inside.
if you really knew me...
you'd know that sometimes i need more than just
"i love you", you'd know that i want to feel beautiful,
you'd know that i want you to tell me straight out how
you feel about me, how you feel about us. if you really
knew me, you'd know that i love you with all my heart,
but i just want you to show me that you love me too.
i want you to show me there's no girl who can compare
to me, no one else for you. i want to be the only one.
sadly, i'm not, nor anything of this will ever happen.
I just want him to be happy, but it kills me every time I see him
with her.
