Whole, Anonymous

Anonymous

People love it when you’re broken They love helping you stay broken You see as long as you’re broken In the way they want you to be, they love when you are broken

People love helping you They love listening to your pain They love telling you to be joyful They love telling you your pain is worth it That you shouldn’t avoid it They love when your pain is comfortable to them They love making your pain beautiful to those around them People love when you are broken

People love forming you They love taking credit for your behavior They love putting you into their own mold They want you to ft into their perfect cookie cutter shape They make you ft… even if you are contorted People love when you are broken

People love telling you to fnd yourself They love opening the door while they stand blocking it They love telling you to be your own person while pounding you into their own idea of what you should be They love when you grow… but only if it their way They love when you are strong… but only if it’s like them They love when you are fake… as long as they are comfortable People love when you are broken

People hate when you become whole They hate when you make your own mold instead of ftting into theirs They hate when you grow your own way… instead of theirs They hate when you make your own happiness different than theirs They hate your own strength when it is not theirs People hate when you are whole.