darkelfie

I don't like myself. when I look past the mask of smiles, I see a broken SOUL when I look into my eyes all I can see is hurt. All I can see is scars. I don't like myself. I hold determination but it's lack lustre. An attempt to be the person everyone sees me to be. I don't like myself. I'm hurting, anxious, pained. When I look in the mirror I don't see what other people do. How can people see me as good, how can people see me as talented? How can people look at me and say that I've done a good job? How? Even after I've convinced myself that I'm happy, that I'm proud I fall when I see that it could be all for naught. Please stop... stop t