Can't you see?

The words.

The comments.

The stares...

It all reminds me that no one cares. 

Can't you see?

I'm not okay.

Because my thoughts remind me that I am not pleased with myself.

People tell me that negative self-talk isn't good for my health... 

Yet those people who are telling me these things are expecting me to fly away like a bird with new wings.

But I can't.

I can't scream.

I can't yell.

I can't shout.

I am broken.