I forgot to him who i was really was.

That this person he was really looking at is just a costume.

that the real me is a monster.

i been broken 22 times in 22 different places.

so 1.5 millions scars have heal. sort of 

well the physical ones i mean.

i'm kind of dysfunctional 

but mange to love.

my eyes bled tears constantly

I'm consider ugly but beautiful 

i mange to breathe this pollute thing call life  in but i keep getting choke

my screams are loud as thunder but silence as the  night

my nightmares comes in tidal waves with my eye open.

this pain isn't anything new to me

it rape me emotional

mentally abuse me 

physically harassing me

I'm sorry i didn't mention my train wreck before

thought i was good enough to hide them 

swept them under my insecurities

while sewn together with a smile.

I'll understand if you never want to see me again

I don't want to see myself

maybe one day you mange to forgive me

I didn't mean to let the real me scare you 

FYI 

She scares me too

sincerely, Crystal.