I salvaged through my thoughts today
A lot were deep and in dismay
I thought about people I love
And what would happen if they took the shove
I thought about hurting myself
Let's just say I took my blade off my shelf
I thought about this girl
She was beautiful but didn't know it because her head was in a whirl
I thought about going
But then I realized what would happen if I stopped showing
I thought about how my existence is quite a bother
Why can't you just tell me my flaws, please, another
All I think is sad, sad, sad
All I can feel is mad, mad, mad
Why can't I be happy?
Hi guys! Yes! I am alive. Okay, menatlly and emotionally no. But physically yes. I'm updating late tonight because my mom is sick and I am frantically trying to help her feel better. I'm still quite young and I don't know what to do. Gah. Things are a bit better in my life though. My friend is back. I have a boyfriend (shocker, I know!) But I took a look in the mirror tonight. I can't help but hate what I see. My thighs don't quite touch, but are still very wide. My stomach isn't completely flat and I'm just plain ugly. Ugh. Well, I guess this is goodnight. Love you darlings! STAY STRONG! YOU ARE POWERFUL!
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Silence
PoetryJust a bunch of poems I wrote... some poems might end up being triggering for some people and if they are, stop reading them. I don't want you to hurt yourself. You are so much better than that! Anyway, lots of love!!!!