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You'll Never Know
remember when you called me stupid
 remember when you said that I was ugly
 you’ve probably forgotten but those words and many others will haunt me forever
 I lie awake in bed unable to sleep
 I can hear your cruel voice in my head saying the things I dread most
 I believed every word that came out of your mouth
 sure at first I was strong letting those words dripping with poison bounce off me
 but it’s kind of like erosion
 just like words can build you up they can bring you back down
 back down lower than where you even were before
 after a while that wall of confidence that I had built up began to crumble
 I began to believe the things you said
 those vicious words that cut into me
 after someone tells you to shut up enough times it actually really hurts
 and even though my mom tells me I’m beautiful and look great in my clothes
 I can’t shake those memories of you laughing at my body
 and to this day I still can’t be satisfied with this body I was given
 remember when you told me I looked bad in red
 that it was your color and I wasn’t allowed to wear it
 I bet you would have never dreamed that six years later it would bother me
 I thought it wouldn’t matter either but somehow it did
 subconsciously I believed it
 today I own only one red t-shirt and can count on one hand the number of times I’ve worn it
 see how terrible and powerful words can really be
 the way you always talked over me as if I was not there
 well that made me feel like melting into the floor
 and I guess that’s what you really wanted
 to make me feel less than you
 I always have to wonder why exactly you chose me
 there were so many other girls
 I like to imagine my life if you hadn’t bullied me
 I might have actually been popular and had more than one friend
 I might not have all these confidence issues today or be extremely depressed
 you’ll never know that 3am feeling of wanting to disappear
 you’ll never understand that want to move away where no one knows your face
 you will never know how it felt to come home everyday and cry yourself to sleep
 you’ll never know that I cringe at every tiny shot at me today even when it’s just friends and I know we’re just making some jokes
 you’ll never know the heartache you've caused me
 and you’ll never ever know that it was you who made me this way
