I didn't eat for three days
so I could be lovely.
I counted my calories
so I could be lovely.
I stuck my fingers down my throat
so I could be lovely.
I ran until my legs went numb
so I could be lovely.
"Hold my hair, I want to be lovely,"
"If you care, you'll help me be lovely."
"Don't tell me I'm sick, tell me I'm lovely."
"I'm not broken, I'm almost lovely!"
I took those pills
so I could be lovely!
I climbed those hills
so I could be lovely!
I starved myself
so I could be lovely,
I went through hell
so I could be lovely!
-GS
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Once Upon a Rhyme
PoetryThis is not a poem, it's a cry for help This is not a poem if it can't be felt This is not a poem for you to tell This is my poem. This is my hell. This will be the end of me This is the sway of the willow tree This was the way that you looked at me...
