the more I walk the deeper I get
the farther I fall in
the more people I lose
they don't understand
on the outside, you have to be perfect
but, on the inside, I'm losing my mind
they expect me to be perfect
they believe I am perfect
perfect grades, perfect life, perfect parents
they think I look perfect
they think that I think I look perfect
but I dont
I know I shouldn't call myself fat
but I think I am
I try to swim to get rid of the fat
I love swimming
but I'm drowning
and no one can save me
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De Todorandom writes maybe poetry, deep thoughts, short stories, or diary entries