Get lost, good riddance

I don’t take breaks from being me
I won’t
I’ll express the gamut of my emotions and thoughts
If my words bother you
If my voice pains your ears
If my stretchmarks my scars my hyper pigmentation displease your eyes
If my emotional hypersensitivity is nuisance to your mind
Honey, let me show you to the door
I’ve struggled way too hard
Endured too much pain
Cut off too many toxic people
Worked too damn fucking hard
At finding and being me
At keeping me when it’d be so much easier to just let go and drift away with the stream —

For you to waltz in, expecting me to fast forward my ‘boring’ parts, my ‘ugly’ parts, my ’emotional’ parts

It’s easier to lose *you* darling
Than to lose myself

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