I see her Again I searched for her on the internet I found her She is naked Again Having *** With different people Again Why did I look for her? What was it about her? That sparked my interest Her body is nice from what I can tell But her smile Her cheek bones Here eyes Friendly looking And kind Beautiful long hair She seems so approachable I don’t know anything about her But I want to know everything This is why I don’t normally look at **** I see a face of a beautiful person And I want to know everything about her So I search And download Telling myself I am not a stalker I am not a pervert Telling myself I can be her knight in shining armor I can save her from the life she has chosen I am not a stalker I am not a pervert How long can she last? In this kind of work Before she goes crazy Before she gets used up How much money does she make? She has a twitter account I will never tweet her I am not a stalker I am not a pervert A couple of years go by I keep following her on the internet She has changed her body With plastic surgery She isn’t the innocent cute Girl/woman she was She is still doing this kind of work Why? She needs to get out She doesn’t have much time She needs to learn a skill to enter the work force I follow her on twitter She has wish list on Amazon She lets her fans buy her things I want to buy her something I don’t know why I won’t I am not a stalker I am not a pervert She is dating a man Months go by Now she is dating a woman Months go by She is retiring I am happy For her But sad because I won’t see her Her twitter account is still up She keeps taking pictures of food Months go by Now she is coming out of retirement Why She can’t It’s not healthy Then I realize I keep searching for her On the internet I’m responsible For her being in demand Myself and all her fans Why do we watch her? We are sick Chasing an image that isn’t real Her name isn’t real This is a job to her She needs money And she needs it from The pathetic losers that are her fans This is why she is in this business For the money Is so simple I’m so simple minded I begin to hate her I will never buy her anything Or ever pay for any of her content I will never tweet her Or view her again ever Never never I am free Days go by I am watching a television show The actress is beautiful I search for her on the internet I want to know everything about her.
I am here to describe something. I know jealousy. I feel it in my heart. When I see a painting, When I see a sketch, When I see a pattern, When I hear a song. Others have found their medium. I am still searching. And wanting... Wanting and wanting and wanting. I know jealousy. I look at my art... And it isn't good enough for me.
She carved words into her body Into her wrist, into her thigh ****, *****, worthless, failure, fat Were all carved into her beautiful body Nobody knew the pain she endured Nobody knew
I don't know what to do anymore. I'm officially giving up. There's no point in life. Happiness is only a dream; A destination... somewhere far, far away.