My thin body standing in view
For every imperfection I cried desperately over to be shown to all
My tears remains pointless
Your voices linger in my head, what do you have to say today?
Do I make you want to cringe?
Do you pity my disgusting form?
I can hear them all once I leave the comfort of solitude
Maybe it's best to just stay concealed and discreet
YOU ARE READING
Short Stories/Orginal
General FictionThese are all stories I came up with, some are finished and some aren't. I may complete some later on, maybe. You may notice my writing has more description than plot, I do that on purpose to give a poetry yet still story effect on my writing. I'm o...
