u/Queeninquietly

My presence is so loud I don't have to be seen for others to judge me.

Their hateful lines get passed through the grapevine.

Even when I'm not there my feelings aren't spared.

I changed my beliefs just to find some relief.

Convinced myself the person in the reflection was evil as a form of protection.

I accepted the stings and digs as I quietly shrunk myself to help them feel big.

And what did that get me? Nothing. No sympathy, not even pity.

I sold my soul in hopes that someone would love me.