I want to **** myself,
But, I want to see myself do it.
I’d be so proud!
Oh how I finally got the nerve to do it..
I will be gone,
and it doesn’t actually matter...
You see some people will be relieved and others sad,
But, they will get over it.
Their lives will carry on.
And they will soon forget about me.
They will soon forget about the girl that tried to please everyone.
The one who would always be there for others, and who would always show love and compassion towards others,
Because, well, that’s all she ever wanted.
You see she didn’t want money, nor luxuries, instead, she just wanted to be loved and appreciated.
Maybe the love that she needed wasn’t from others, but herself.
She just wanted to be clever, and beautiful.
She just wanted to get somewhere in life.

I wonder if maybe we were brought up differently..
Then maybe we would start to love ourselves more?
I always stand in front of that mirror and look at myself at least 7 times just hoping maybe..
Maybe if I look once more I will be a little skinnier or a little prettier.
Where did we go wrong?
Maybe it was that girl that made a nasty comment about your appearance or weight
Or those magazines that advertise the super skinny models.
We are always expected to reach these expectations.
We all want to look pretty so maybe that guy will start to like us,
well if that guy doesn't like you because you're too "fat" or too "ugly" then he is just a plain ***, and you deserve so much better than that!
Maybe if we were brought up to look in the mirror and say to ourselves
"I am beautiful and intelligent, I am stunning and unique and I should love myself because there is no one else like me on this planet. I am precious."
Maybe if we all thought like that from when we were young we wouldn't be sitting with all these insecurities we have now,
those insecurities that tell us to skip a meal or not eat for a while for something as bitter and shallow as an appearance?
You are worth more than the weight that you carry and the looks that appear on you.