You may cut me with your eyes,
I’ll still wear a tie.
You may cut me with your tongues
And I’ll still ignore your words.
You may hate me with all your heart
I’ll still love myself
I’ve spent way too much time hating myself to listen to you.
It’s fine if you call me names
And it’s fine if you look at me like I’m a monster.
It’s fine, I know what I’m doing.
I’m fine with myself
I’m not fine with you.
And deep down you aren’t fine with yourself either.
I hope you are one day.
That would be nice.
