Enemy

You, who always said hurtful words ... you who tried to make me feel miserable and that I didn't deserve to be there ...

I know you're hurt, and that's why you hurt me, so as not to feel inferior. Guess what, I am neither inferior nor superior to you, I am just like you; but the difference is that I prefer to hurt myself than others.

I'm not going to give you a name or a face, because it's not worth it.

You just have to know that you hurt me a lot, and I, without thinking, accept the pain, because I can't hurt.

I hope that one day you can and will be able to rethink your actions.

You must know that your words are nothing more than swords that hurt and leave me bleeding.

The good thing about today is that I will no longer have to face you.

Goodbye.