A/N: I'm an ARMY. I have been since sophomore year (I'm a junior now). This song helps me cope with my insecurities.
I have volunteer applications to fill out, AP classes to study for, nusic to rehearse, leadership duties to complete, etc.
How am I supposed to finish all of this? I'm exhausted. I just want to give up. My body is in so much pain. Everything aches.
I don't have time for friends, yet my parents always ask why I'm being so introverted. Maybe it's because I spend so much time pleasing them that I never really had a chance to talk to others.
My so called "friends" consists of my cousin and her friends. I feel like a third wheel. I'm pretty sure they all pity me. That's why they still let me eat lunch with them.
Why am I even eating? I need to stop. Mom says I'm gaining too much weight. I wonder if everyone else sees my fat. Maybe I should get a bigger hoodie to hide my body. I'm ugly compared to everyone else I know. My glasses and acne, my short stature and small hands, my tendency to fart after I eat or drink anything... the list goes on and on. Nobody will ever notice me. Nobody will ever love me. I'm ugly. I'm fat. I'm unapproachable. Who would want someone like me?
A/N: All of my writing is in stream of consciousness style. Please don't judge to harshly. I'm an inexperienced writer.
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Save Me Before I Fall
No FicciónSave me. I need your love before I fall. I'm scared. I'm lonely. I hear so many voices telling me to be someone I'm not. Don't I deserve to be heard? Why don't my opinions matter? I'm suffocating. I'm drowning. Do you see me? Do you hear me? Will...
