so many scars so many cracks

just like a porcelain doll left on the Shelf forgotten....

it makes it hard to love yourself....

I can tell....


I know by experience....

to feel like you are truly alone... locked in the box of your own personal hell.... it gets lonely there.... I can relate...

everytime I look inside your beautiful green eyes I can see the tears hiding away....

you are too tired to cry... life makes it harder to keep them in so you let the tears fall out your...