So as I'm writing this I'm currently crying because my life sucks and I've had a rough day with only 4 hour is of sleep( not my fault I had the worst nightmare and I woke up crying like a little child)
At the moment
If I could go back to a time
Where I was little miss cute and perfect
I would jump inside a time machine and go back
But here I am with no time machine
And here I am slowly losing my sanity
I am just so tired of everyone and everything
People ask me if I changed
And the answer is yes and no
I have grown weaker,
vulnerable,
tired,
cranky,
hateful
and most of all depressed
And no I haven't changed at all
I'm still that girl that pretends to be happy
smiles at strangers
Laughs at every joke even if it's not funny
I'm still that girl is aching and hurting
That girl that calls herself fat
and starves herself constantly to lose weight
I AM THAT girl
Yes I am she
And I'm tired of being that girl
Why can't I be...
Why can't I be...
Martina?
YOU ARE READING
It hurts to be Me
PoetryYou ever read poetry that's so deep and relatable you save it. No. Okay, that's only me. Anyways this book has poems that will leave you thinking for a while. Know that once you read these poems told in my story, you won't be able to stop.
