On a real note

There's something happening inside and I can't even talk to you about it because you can't handle it... You got mad at me for what I told you... But you didn't understand that I was reaching out for help, I was asking you to help me and you turned me down... You made me feel sad and hurt, I looked to you for guidance but you showed me the door instead. Now you wonder why I stay silent.. Why I say nothing at all... It's because I fear the look you'd give me if you knew the truths of this monster within. I look upon disgrace at my reflection in the mirror. How could I have allowed myself to be this broken.