Do you ever remember every negative thing someone has said about you?

Do you want to try and fix yourself for those people who can´t accept you?

I do. 

At times, I do hate myself.

Why can´t I be prettier or have a nice body?

Why can´t I be normal for once?

On my good days, I love myself.

I am comfortable in my own skin.

But if one person.

If one person can set me off, I will go back to being a ghost.

One day the sweating and breathing tremors will vanish. and I will go with them 

I am the storm and I am the rain.

I produce lightning and thunder, all of the tragedies you can think of.

Because I am a tragedy.

I am the tragedy.