some people think I'm crazy
some only stare
some people don't like me
some do not care
all because of this
all because of something I did
Because the scares on my wrists
And the ones on my hips
because to them
my legs are too thick
so I'll never be first pick
because to them
my body's too big
so I'll never be a twig
You call me fat
You act like I don't know that
Something you don't know
Is I put on a show
I try not to eat
It's something I find neat
After I force everything up
I add a new cut
I cry wondering why
Why everyone hates me
Why can't no one see
Life Is not something I need
This was never meant to be
So this might be the end
But don't let me fool you
I'm not OK
It's just something I'll never say
YOU ARE READING
~Deep In Thought~
PoetryHeart felt poetry. TW on the poems. Most will be about mental illness, abuse, pain, and physical illness. Place to vent
