You don't know how I feel.
How this hurt is so real.
You don't understand my pain
or see the scars that still remain.
You can't see inside my heart,
how it's been ripped and torn apart.
You can't comprehend my fear,
how it follows me, even here.
You'll never know what I've been through.
No one can change it, not even you.
You'll never see who I used to be,
when I was different. When I was me.
©tinamiller
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