confronting one

I already know, you don't have to tell me but you do anyways all of the time. So many harsh words, forced in my face by your mouth unwilling to stop. All of the marks you left on my body, tell me that your ashamed of who I really am. That trail of tears left on my face, that was there yesterday and many days before. Back off! she said, pulling me up wiping me off. They're gone, calm down you're fine don't change. stay who you are