Nov 10, 2014 21:01
I was an entire person before you.
A complete and perfect little Bird Mad Girl.
Manic Pixie Dream Girl, a Wild Thing.
...and sometimes I forget that...
...forget I was anything...
I spent so much time...
Letting you break me down, make me feel less-than.
Berate me for being me, for my quirks and the way I do things.
For trying to find magic in the world, for letting my storybooks guide me.
...making me feel worthless, imperfect...
...stupid, incapable...
...but I was an entire person...
Strong, and beautiful, and wild.
Opinionated, and strange, and stubborn.
...and capable of anything, simply because I believed it.
I was an entire person.
And you stopped seeing that, at some point.
You stopped seeing me, or maybe you just wanted to destroy something beautiful...
I was a wild thing. I was...