Too small, too big.
Will I ever just fit in?
Starve myself, think again, I'm too fat, not too thin.
Cry to sleep, scar my skin, look again, your killing me. Dye my hair, put some makeup over that.
Don't eat, my head repeats,
You will die of obesity, you will never just fit in.
YOU ARE READING
Can I?
PoetrySo this is just a casual poem I wrote for slam I don't know about it though
