Hey
You
Yeah you
You look like that girl
That girl from your year
She used to go to your school
Got expelled
Does drugs
Lost her virginity at 13
Wears a shit tonne of make up
Looks like Donald Trump
With her foundation and all
Her?
You look like her
Your face is plastered
What are you covering?
Insecurities?
Okay well I'll make you feel worse
I'll make your defenses your insecurities
So you'll feel naked fully clothed
Why do you want to be so skinny?
You look like a skeleton
Your ribs stick out when you breath in
It's unnatural
Your foundation is the wrong colour
You look bad
You know
If you spent as long on skincare
As you did wearing make up
You'd look lovely
You know that right?
Haha what are these?
Push up bras?
You wear falsies
They're fake
You're fake
You never hug people properly
You're so fake you can't even give someone a hug
Those scars on your wrists?
How stupid are you
You don't care about other people
Only yourself
You only want things for yourself
You're so stupid you stop eating
You just want things to be fun for you
You're so fake
You wear those crop tops to be sexy
Don't you.
You wear those hot pants
And those crop tops
And that make up
To be sexy for boys
You're sending them a message
Telling them you're free
...
"Thanks Mum"
...
"Sorry Mum"
YOU ARE READING
memoirs of a depressed teenager
Poetrythese are just poems I've written in small spurts of inspiration, I'm warning you now they'll probably have little to no editing and take me about 1-5 minutes to write
