They tell me I'm ugly
That I'll never succeed
When I see others
My heart fills with greed
They tell me I'm stupid
That I shouldn't try
Until I'm in my bed
Cutting to die
They tell me I'm fat
That I need to lose weight
When insecurities just
Make me irate
They tell me I'm selfish
That I can't share
But of course penuriousness says
"Why do you care?"
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