The shirts to small and I can feel my brain filling with the thoughts of all the things I don't wanna think about.
Eat the clean and cut the bad but all I can think about how to feed the inner feeling of my imagination
Crying all the ways out of my brain but the feeling won't go away. They mark my life and make me die.
You love my perfect imperfections? Well I hope you love it when you find me 20 pounds and just my brain and bones.
200 in the mirror, 500 on my mind. But all in all, I just want this to die.
Crying in my room at night, don't have that much battle too fight.
Cut the clean and cut the bad but all I can think is about how to feed the inner feeling of my imagination.
100 in the mirror and 1,000 on my mind, but all in all I just want this to die.
You love my imperfections? Well I hope you love when you find me 20 pounds and just my brain and bones.
50 in the mirror 2,000 on my mind, but all in all I just want to die.
I just want to die.
I just want to die.
-Mythical_Author
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Self depreciating poems about a real girl with emotional problems.
PoetryJust a book with my poems and thoughts in it. Heard they were pretty depressing, so read with your own caution😂 oh, and devil, if you read this, I'm okay.❤️
