Perfect Imperfections
Here I am with my face in the toilet bowl
Emptying the contents of my stomach
Because I want to be perfect
We say we don't care
But everyone wants to feel beautiful
The voices in my head are always the same
Am I thin enough?
Why am I so hideous?
Why can't I look like those girls in the magazines?
This is the world I am trapped in
The mirror hurts more than any name could
Is this what it takes to be beautiful?
Pushing away the people that love you?
I slump next to the bowl and cry
Cry because this is what I've become
A vanity obsessed monster
This is all I know
You see a beautiful, strong girl
I see a fat, hideous beast
I just want to hide, so no one can see my imperfections
I want to be beautiful
Even if it means hurting the people I love
Behind my smile is everything you'll never understand
Don't bother trying to help
I'm not in control anymore, it is
It didn't just take over my life
It took over my soul
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Confessions Of An Insomniac
PoetryMidnight; the clock ticks, the wind howls, the house creaks and my fear escalates. The noise's are infuriating and sleep wont claim me, all i can do is think. These are my poems; My deepest, darkest thoughts ♥
