Pretty Girl oh pretty girl.
How your eyes shine like your hair in all its glory of curls.
Pretty Girl oh pretty girl.
I envy your slim figure as you dance around and twirl.
Pretty Girl oh pretty girl.
I have pictures of you up on my wall as I lean over the toilet and give my dinner a hurl.
Pretty Girl oh pretty girl.
I can't wait to look like you but Every time i get close my image begins to curl.
Pretty Girl oh pretty girl.
I can't stop anymore I don't think it's enough. My bones ache. My throat is raw. And my mind is in a dizzy whirl.
Finally I'm done. Lying on the bathroom floor coughing up a lung. The number on the scale still blinking in my eyes like a black and grey swirl. Finally I am like you pretty girl.
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Troubled Thoughts of a Nobody
PuisiThese are all poems that I wrote when I felt like nobody else was listening. They all have to do with something that has happened to me in my past. While some are obvious, others will need some deciphering. Please enjoy these troubled thoughts of a...
