Sometimes I'm gullible.
Fall flat , heart first.
I'm broken.
I think too much.
Falling too fast.
Too stupid.
All because I
Think. Of. You.

I think of things.
Aquarians  stalk their prey.
We cry if they are already taken.
Being human , human being.
I fell too fast
Now  internally being
Eaten.

I think too much.
I cry too much.
I even beat myself up.
'Be a good girl'
'Oh she's a angel.'
'She is beautiful!'
'You would be a wonderful lawyer.'
Words.

I wish sticks and stones would hurt me
So I can't hear the words anymore.

My mask don't like me cry.
I'm to loose and tough to cry.
Friends call me
'The cat whom is goth.' Or
'Kitten of emo's , ruler of internal pain.'
They see the bruises.
I'm honest.
I'm crying because of you.
I'm hurting because of you.
I opened too quickly for you.
It's not your fault.
I'm my responsibility.
And I'm paying for it.
Slowly.
Painfully.
And it's not
Merciful.