Self-Injury: A Struggle

By Category: Self-Esteem

Pride is something we have. Vanity is something others have.

-Anonymous

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As I hide behind these books I read,
While scribbling my poetry,
Like art could save a wretch like me,
With some ideal ideology that no one can hope to achieve.
And I am never real; it is just a sketch of me.
And everything I made is trite and cheap
And a waste of paint, of tape, of time.

-Waste of Paint, Bright Eyes

Recommended by Shay.

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Please don't be fooled by me. Don't be fooled by the face I wear, for I wear a mask. I wear a thousand masks, masks that I'm afraid to take off and none of them are me. Pretending is an art that is second nature to me, but don't be fooled, for God's sake don't be fooled.

I give you the impression I'm secure and that all is sunny and unruffled with me, within as well as without, that confidence is my name, coolness my game, that water is calm and I'm in command and that I need no one, but don't believe me, please don't believe me.

My surface may be smooth, but my surface is a mask--my every varying and ever concealing mask. Beneath it dwells the real confusion, fear and aloneness. Beneath lies my smugness, my complacently, but I hide this--I don't want anyone to know it.

I panic at the thought of my weakness and fear being exposed. That's why I frantically created a mask to hide behind-- nonchalant sophisticated facades to help me pretend-- to shield me from the glance that knows-- but such a glance is precisely my salvation, my only salvation and I know it. That is if it's followed by acceptance. If it's followed by love, it's the only thing that can liberate me from myself, from my own self built prison walls and from the barriers that I so painstakingly erect. It's the only thing that will assure me of what I cannot assure myself, that I'm really worth while, but I don't tell you this, I don't dare--I'm afraid to.

I'm afraid that your glance will not be followed by acceptance and love. I'm afraid you'll think less of me and you'll laugh and your laugh will kill me. I'm afraid that deep down, I'm nothing and that I'm just no good and that you'll see this and reject me.

-Don't Be Fooled by Me, Charles C. Finn

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Nothing really bothers her
She just wants to love herself.

-You Know You're Right, Nirvana

Recommended by ariasna.

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Are you worried about your faith
Kneel down and obey
You're happy, you're in love
You need someone to hate
An ordinary girl, an ordinary waist
But ordinary's just not good enough today.

-Superman's Dead, Our Lady Peace

Recommended by Shay.

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You make me hate what I see when I look at me.

-The Pixies

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I don't care about anyone, and the feeling is quite obviously mutual.

-Unabridged Journals, Sylvia Plath

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I lock my door upon myself
And bar them out; but who shall wall
Self from myself, most loathed of all?

-Who Shall Deliver Me, Christina Rosetti

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I'm just sick of ego, ego, ego. My own and everybody else's. I'm sick of everybody that wants to get somewhere, do something distinguished and all, be somebody interesting. It's disgusting.

-Franny And Zooey, J.D. Salinger

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Stop trying to fit in, when you were born to stand out.

-What A Girl Wants [movie]

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