No matter how much I'm eating,
I still don't feel satisfied.
No matter how many pounds I lose,
I still feel fat.
No matter how many people leave,
I still cling onto each.
No matter how much makeup I wear,
I still look ugly.
No matter how many times I think of suicide,
I won't do it.
No matter how many times I say I'll do something,
I won't. Because I'm pathetic.
YOU ARE READING
The Thoughts and Poems from the Mind of a 14-Year-Old Girl
PoetryI'm just a teen dealing with life One Step After Another. So, enjoy these crappy limericks, verses, and rhymes. I hope they keep you company. One page at a time.
