Do you know the feeling of being pitied?

Do you know the feeling of being left behind?

Do you know the feeling of hearing whispers?

Do you know the feeling of searching eyes?

They say they know us

They say they hate us

They say that we’re weird

They say that they wish we died

Sure, I have mental problems

And that makes me different

But who are you to judge

Just because I’m not on the mean?

You don’t know me

You don’t know what I go through

You don’t know the panic attacks I have

You don’t know the things I crave

So go ahead and leave me alone

Go ahead and abandon me

I’ll watch, no smile on my face

Leave if I’m too _much_ for you

Mental Illnesses

Physical Illnesses

Emotional Illnesses

On and on and on

These normal people don’t get it

Or maybe they don’t care

But the ones who know

The ones who actually have them

We know ourselves

We know our worth

We know who we are

We know what we can do

And they can’t stop us

Because they’re scared

They’re scared because they can’t predict us

They don’t know us

They say they know us

But _we_ know _us_

And that’s that

Bitch