listen.

No one knows my story
No one knows my pain
No one can carry my pain
If I told you half the stuff i've been through,
Would you believe me?
Or would you continue to assume things?
How come you feel you know whats best for me?
What I should and should not do
And yet, you yourself don't even have a clue.
Have we ever had a conversation?
Or do you want to continue to stare from afar and make me out as something i could never be.
The eyes can only see whats being reflected on the outside
Hell, i'm a good pretender.
You never opened your mouth to hear my story
You never opened your mind to listen to my story
So you'll continue to judge me
You'll continue to say what you please.
You'll let your ignorance get in the way of everything
You want people to hear your story and listen to you
How about shutting up sometimes and listening to them?
You'll never gain knowledge because you block out everything you dont want to hear
You'll never be wise because you speak before you think
You'll let all your insecurites get the best of you
You'll lose everything thats actually good or actually will mean something
You my friend will forever be shallow
Because you're letting other people's beliefs and opinions form you.
You can quote me "We've never had a conversation"
And I'll say that you on the other hand are not a good pretender
I see right through you !

-raven elizabeth <3