would you love me
when i break the glass showpiece
tears running down my face
screaming so loud that my throat bleeds and your ears go numb
and shut the door with so much force
that the walls cracks and neighbours laugh
would you love me
for tbe thick thighs and fat face
rolls on my belly
and hair on my arms and legs
my big nose and un-straight front teeth
my unshaped nails; the result of my anxiety
would you love me
knowing i fall short in more ways than most people do
knowing my heart won't always be able to love and laugh
knowing i won't be always full of life like you think
or would you just leave me
how others have
without fail
