This girl plays it safe, sits on the fence, while everyone gets their hands dirty.
This girl can’t take a risk. She is too dream of everything she could be.
This girl knows how to fake it.
She wears her smile so well, you can’t tell it’s plastic not even the hottest truth can melt it.
This girl is broken
And she hides it so well throughout the day but when she is alone at night and the thoughts of she really is find their chance to crawl out of the closet, she cries her little eyes out.
You don’t know it and you won’t see it, the tireless effort to patch up every tear on her skin.
The constant reassuring voice that she longs to hear once more, has suddenly faded away.
Now all she has left are thoughts.
This is the second part of the three part series entitled THAT GIRL and if you have not read the first one please free to check it out in our previous post.
Remember to always tell the story of your scars.
Love Tessie ❤️