When you look at me what to you see?
I've been told
I am beautiful,
Skinny,
Pretty,
Amazing.
But I assure myself no matter what they couldn't be talking to me,
If they were I'm sure they just said it to be nice.
I have told myself the small flaws
Till that is all I see.
I told myself the broken promises you made and never kept.
I look to you now.
A girl like you should be strong,
Perfect,
Beautiful.
But I see the monster.
I look at you and see me staring back.
I see you cry when you think no one sees.
Silent sobs escape.
I look to you now.
The girl we once were.
Confident
Innocent
Strong
Beautiful.
What we have become is no more than a mirror image.
Mother crys
I want my daughter back.
Can't you see if I could get her I would give her.
Mother crys,
Your beautiful,
You are my wonderful daughter.
I thought you said I wasn't.
I grew up,
I don't know how to go back.
I look to you now,
Can you fix this
Or are you useless like always.
Your best friend will tell you pretty lies.
But will you.
Your friends know your broken
You stopped trying to be strong.
I look to you now,
No not you,
The one hidden away like last weeks food coming out when spoiled.
Yes you hello.
We miss you.
I want to ask you something.
How?
How did we become this.
Somewhere along the lines you say.
I want to be a girl like you.
YOU ARE READING
Human
Non-FictionThings I've wrote about my life. I hope it helps you get through things. It's funny when you don't care anymore to hide your demons. So what I'm broken. I'm not beyond repair. So I'll stick around here and try to make things better. And never go ge...
