Flaws

I'm on a diet, I have to try it. The vein is where I strike, because god can no longer provide light. Cutting my wrist is what I do best, probably because I'm just a "pest". The boys ignore me, because I have no physical beauty. Sadly it's all real, do they even think about how I feel? Oh wait, that's right. I'm invisible as long as I'm fat, that's why we never chat. That's why they never care, because they're to busy talking about their hair. I wish I could do something ugly and drastic, and become full on plastic. I hate it all, I wish their sick game would end, I guess I have to bend the rules again.