Beneath the Surface
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Brown hair, brown eyes, olive skin, freckles a plenty
An image fairly pleasant is a claim commonly made
Thin waist, athletic, straight teeth, petite height
“What is there to complain about?”
Is that not all you could wish for?
With charisma and no cares in the world, honey you have it all together”
Two married parents, an older brother, a younger sister, middle class home
“You have the American dream!
How did you ever get so lucky?”
Male attention is common, compliments are not foreign, envy perhaps apparent
“Why can’t I get a boy like that?
I wish I was as pretty as you!”
Let me take a moment to respond to the claims you have so eloquently put forth about who you believe me to be
Sit back patiently as I set fire to all that you seemingly “know” about the being before you
The female you have defined is a stranger to me
For there are broken pieces within every cell of my body
My soul has been shredded into oblivion and my brain ripped into portions too miniscule to reassemble
I take offense to your assumptions
You have not searched through the depths of my entity nor even reached past the surface
You cannot even begin to comprehend what darkness I have crept through and the hell I have trudged through
Tell me who you believe me to be and I will obliterate every aspect
I have heard whispers in my ear that I have a nonexistent worth
My demons have convinced me that I am repulsive at both a surface level and far deeper than that
I have been deceived, thrown away, and left destroyed by others that have claimed to have loved me
I have found love to be empty bullshit fabricated by every human around me
There are scars that can never be erased on my “enviable olive skin”
There are words residing in my mind that will never be forgotten by people I can only dream of forgetting
So do not tell me who I am
When you have never even asked