My teacher called me a disappointment. Im so done with life. I wanted to kill myself but i remember i have so much to live for. Im only 13 after all,things will get better hopefully. When i arrived home i had food awaiting. My anorexia had been getting better so i ate more and more. My mom,my own MOTHER called me a pig. She said i was like a hog. A fat fucking hog. My heart tore i couldnt bare knowing my own mother would say such things knowing the state i was in. I placed the food into the firdge knowing id never touch it again.
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The skin i didnt choose.
PoetryWhen you look into a mirror, do you feel confident? or are you ashamed of yourself.These are some poems i wrote . As a 13 year old girl i can never look at myself in the mirror and see the words black is beautiful or your perfect. When i look in the...
