The problem with pretty girls : They have it all

Mildly triggering content and is welcomed since it's been months since I wrote something.

you're so lucky you're pretty

                                                                          yea I guess so

I mean look at you, life must be easy

  

                                                                 I mean sometimes

wow you're so pretty. Like you're perfect

                                                                                  Thank you

the boys must go crazy for you

                                                                                 Not really

you're lying. How many you been with?

                                                                            I don't date

so you just play with them huh?

                                                                                              No

you're lying

                                                                             Can you stop

pretty girl like you must have everything you want

                                                                                         I don't

                   

so what do you have?

I have pain.

I have aches in my chest that refuse to go away

I have tears like acid that well up behind my eyelids that refuse to fall.

I have scars seen and unseen that make me feel so ashamed I constantly feel the need to peel my skin off.

I have bad memories that replay in my head over and over no matter how many times I try to destroy the disks.

I have a constant sickening disgust clawing at my throat and the phantom feelings of fingers dancing over my skin, a reminder of the monster's everlasting presence.

I have the inability to say no and find myself violated again and again.

What I have is a pretty face, a tiny waist, a sweet smile, bright eyes and the need to die.

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Hi.

Been a while.

Hope you guys likes this short but meaningful piece.

-ri