**Trigger Warning: contains a very mild description of self harm, please read with caution**

I am no one you know.

Has anyone ever told you that you’re perfect? Perfect for them? They believe this to be a compliment when in fact it’s debilitating because now you have straddled me with the unending weight of your impossible expectations of me.

I am no one you know.

You do not know the darkest caverns of my mind, or the thoughts I have in the bedroom. You do not know what I yearn for but fe...