Breathing in and out,
Trying to breathe at least.
Wrapping it tighter and tighter.
Not flat enough!
My brain screams it at me.
It'll never be enough.
No one will believe me,
If I don't do more, more, more.
They throw back what they see,
Throw back the things I hate.
Girl, her, she,
But that's not me,
It's not who I am,
It's not what I want to be.
It's not fair,
I'll never be thin enough,
For anyone to care
Flat enough to pass your standards.
I'm not who you want and I know,
I'm sorry to be your disappointment.
I'll try not to let it show.
I'll just be your girl on display,
Your doll, your manikin.
I'm not important anyway...
YOU ARE READING
Specks in my eye
PoetryThis is a collection of my poetry from over the years. I have used it to cope with many things throughout my life. I like being able to put words to how I feel. Please be aware this will touch on sensitive topics seeing as it is a coping mechanism f...
