I can't recall the day when I start to feel this way
An emptiness that has no end to it
A feeling that absorbs all my energy
Making me feel hopeless, worthless
Nothing
Asking myself
"Why do not they love me"?
"Why they don't like the way I am"?
I don't want to feel like this anymore
Dear life, can I be happy?
Without feeling that I'm dying inside
I'm scared of what other people think about me
I want to look at myself in the mirror without thinking that I'm disgusting
I want to be happy
I want to love myself
I want to believe that I'm beautiful
That it doesn't matter what other people say
I hated myself for so many years
Hating the way I am
Asking, why I'm not like the other girls?
Maybe, that way, they would love me.
