I don't...
I don't...want to be glamorous
I don't want to have straight teeth and good hair
I don't want to look good in everything I wear
I don't want to have friends
I don't want to have an easy going life
I don't want to be a beautiful crier or be beautiful at all
I don't want love
I don't want feelings or to cry
I don't want to be okay
I don't want a life
I don't want a voice
I don't want to be heard
I don't want to be looked at or seen
I don't want...to want.
and I cry as I write this because...because those are all lies.
Those are all I want, and so much more.
