Dear Diary,
To the Philadelphia fan who caught me off guard
I wish it could have been different.
I know you don't want me, I know you don't care.
And I know i shouldn't wish for you.
But how can these men, make me feel something.
And pretend it was nothing?
There's no way it's always one sided, right?
One day i'll wake up and i'll find a guy that cares?
A guy that is unapologetically himself
A guy that doesn't care if my face is a little round
Or that i stutter just a little bit.
The bare minimum, does not feel bare.
You know how sad this is?
That i'm sitting here begging for the bare minimum?
I'm not asking for something extremely special
I just want to be treated like a human being?
I want to be loved for all of me, not just the select parts that people like.
I want to feel confident in my own skin.
I want to look at the mirror and truly think to myself "i'm so pretty"
The last time I thought I was pretty was when i was down 30 pounds and couldn't keep down food.
I don't think we realize what we're doing to ourselves
until it comes back to haunt us later.
i feel everything so deeply.
I feel everything so hard.
I feel everything like a grenade
blowing up my heart.
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Letters From The Unhealed - POETRY
PoetryLetters to the ones I love, the ones I used to love, and the ones I haven't loved yet. From an unhealed soul. Letters from the Unhealed explores my personal young adult journey through poetry. Ever since the day I turned 18 the world seemed to hav...
