fat
ugly
weak
pathetic
sixteen years and i'm still all of that
should i go somewhere else
where the clouds will surround me and no one will judge me
i'm not sure how i feel
sad
mad
angry
why am i like this
why did god make me this way
i feel like i should stay
but also get away
goodbye
mom
dad
sister
and
friends....
(not all poems are going to be this deep)
