Girls like me close our eyes,
trace our fingers down our thighs.
Girls like me punch the walls,
again and again until we fall.
Girls like me like to feel,
the bones beneath our thick skin.
Girls like me do feel pretty,
when you tell us we are skinny.
YOU ARE READING
Love, Hate and everything else in between.
PoesiaA book about life, hate, pain, anger, heightened emotions and finding self love, written in form of poetry by someone who hasn't quite even quite found it yet. Cover made entirely by me. Please do not post any of my work without my permission.
