Your friends came by today.

You weren't home yet so they invited themselves in my house instead. They kept calling out for me and said you'd get mad if I don't welcome them.

I hid in the bathroom, but when I got out they trashed the place and started to whack and hit me.

If I'm being honest, I don't feel pain.

I feel pain when you do it.

With those words. When you tell me you'll never forgive me. That you wish I'd disappear.

I took every blow without uttering anything, not begging them to stop, or to let me breathe.

They said I'm an anorexic slut and everybody hates me.

I wish you are all lying but I believe you're not.