I'm too fat for you.
That is why you'll never love me.
I'm too fat for anyone.
My stomach hangs unsightly down to my pelvis.
No wonder the last person left me.
I became too fat to hold.
I'm too fat for you.
If you try to hold me, I will only break your bones.
I have a board on my Pinterest.
It is dedicated to Ana.
A friend who will guide me to lose weight.
Counting calories, consuming zero.
Water, water, water.
I'm too fat for you.
If I lose weight, you will be able to love me.
And I will be happy.
But as of right now, I'm too fat for you.—Emo Cunt💀🥀
I hope you guys enjoyed this. It makes me wonder if people can relate to my poetry.
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My Shitty Poetry, That is the Inside of My Mind
PoetryHi, I'm the socially anxious, depressed, fucked up girl in the back of the class. This is a look into the inside of my brain. The depths of the depression and anxiety. I'll be using the art of poetry. Please enjoy. ***Some poems are older, but will...