I never understood why you didn't listen to me when I spoke or didn't care enough to get me help but then I realized it's because you don't want anyone to know how messed up I am so you just hide me away and let me suffer on my own but you don't seem to understand that I'm so scared of my demons and I am so scared of how big they're gonna get. I stopped making eye-contact with you because I thought that if I didn't then you would never see how scared I am of you and I thought that you wouldn't be able to hurt me if you couldn't see my tears resting at the edge of my eyes. You never look at things from my point of view or see all the scars under my jeans and sweatshirts. You don't understand how hard it is for me to get out of bed or even wake up in the morning. It has been so long since I've heard you ask me the words, "Are you ok?" or "How are you?" but I'm also afraid to hear those words from you because once I hear them I know that I will break and tell you everything but you still won't believe me even if I do tell you.