people say i scare them
and i wonder why
they tell me it’s not like a horror movie
or jump scare
more of a
“is she okay?”
kinda scare

they say it’s scary
how i can speak of my darkest days
while putting makeup on my face
and not even thinking twice

and it’s scary
how i don’t care what anyone thinks
but i care about everyone around me

and it’s scary
how i’m the helper
but apparently i need the most

and it’s scary
how i stare off into space
and disassociate from all the pain
but can so swiftly throw a smile on my face

and it’s scary
how i can be the funniest one in the room
but i won’t laugh the whole night

and it’s scary
that apparently im pretty
and any guy should want me
yet i’m single
and always have been

and it’s scary
how i can sit and talk
with the one that stole my innocence
but hold and conceal all my anger within

i don’t see what’s so scary
i’ve always been like this
this is completely normal
i’m not scared
totally