I went over to your house
We fought
You told me that I am too much
I am a burden
I complain too much
I need to loose weight and attitude too
You said I need to learn
Empathy
Why learn such a useless skill
Why get hurt by watching someone else's pain
I'm hurt enough by myself
You do not care
You are just as bad as him
Controlling my
Diet
Friends
Relationships
You say you are helping
But I am trapped
You sometimes take my phone to see what I am writing
You will never read this story though
This belongs only to me
You tell me you are all I have left
That you are doing too much for me
These are lies
You are the one who is
Too much
YOU ARE READING
The lies we tell our selves
PoesíaWarning this contains deep subjects (self harm, abuse, assault, eating disorders, self deprecation) if you are easily triggered please do not read I am writing this for me to get my shit off my chest so just come along for the ride
