"I can't stand to be around you,
I have to treat you like a baby.
No, we're not going to get
Arrested because we crossed the street,
Just like you're not going to die
If you go to the bathroom alone."
I hate it.
Tongues like snakes
Slither in my ear
Hissssss me awake.
Crawl up my back
And make me shake.
Look how beautiful it is:
It's 3 am
I am awake crying
But I am beautiful.
Boys will love me,
So dainty,
So fragile,
So
Beautiful.
Small skirts
And pig tails,
Blushing.
Or
Sweat pants
And messy hair
Crushing
Peanut shells in my hand.
No, no.
Holding flowers.
Smell like flowers.
Look like flowers.
Feel like dead flowers.
Beautiful.
Skinny,
Be skinny.
Small.
You do not have anxiety,
You are not cute enough.
You're not supposed to sob,
Silent tears;
Silent, pretty tears;
Silent, beautiful tears.
No, you must order now,
You've come across as adorable
To this waiter.
Don't ruin it,
Don't go to far.
Isn't that why you are doing this?
Yes, write a poem about it.
Don't mention the sweat,
Nor the throw up,
Or the blinding fear.
Say that you are anxious.
Put in online
Anxiety is
Beautiful.
Anxiety will make you
Beautiful.
They will love it.
"You're so inspirational."
"Your poem is so good."
"You are so
Beautiful."
"Thank you."
A/N: I wrote this is August and was scared to post it bc I thought people would take it the wrong way... also it's slightly based off of Skinny Girls Bleed Flowers by Sav Brown bc I love her
