She was not

Her lips weren't chapped, they were stained with bright red.
Her cheeks weren't painted with dry tears, they were contoured and highlighted with those high-end things.
Her lids weren't swollen, they were shaded with colors.
Her eyebrows weren't unkempt, they were filled just perfect.
Her hair weren't disheveled, they were curled and dyed brunette.
But guess what?
She was not perfect nor cracked.
She was just simply shattered, but you never saw that.
You all look at her with disdain and contempt.
You continued pulverizing her, through every event.
But despite her pain, have you seen her cry?
In silence, she battled her monsters.
In silence, she died of the needles, of the knives she had taken.
Now that she's gone, will you ever get the chance again?


#StopSlutShaming



LilMissCyree