I have this thing called a body but I let people do things to it because it's cool
I have these things called clothes but I like them short and tight because a boy thinks it's attractive
I have this thing called a heart but I let people break it because  let the wrong guy get into it too many times
I have this thing were every time I look in a mirror I look away because I see a creature who hates and judges things but I cover it up with makeup
I have this thing called a body that I try to change to be more appealing  but it never works
However now I have this thing called him and he is not like any other him he respects my body, he likes it when I wear baggy sweat pants, he's never done any thing to break my heart, he loves me when I eat as much as I want, he is perfect but he's not here yet...

You call me unworthy
But you're supposed to love me
Mommy, daddy, what's wrong
You make me feel as if I don't belong
You always get upset with me
but I don't know what is wrong with me
The problem isn't me you say
But I'm always the one that pays
Goodbye
Shh don't cry

If I was a mountain

That soared towards the sky,

With craggy snow caps

And stormy grey eyes-



Then you'd be the clouds

That swaddled my peak,

That silenced my thunder

When I tried to speak.



If I was the earth

The desert, in fact:

With arid dry soil

And mud, baked and cracked-



You'd be the rain

The downpour that soothed;

The balm to my bruises,

Relief to my wounds.



If I was the Moon

In the indigo night,

With stars as my blanket

And silver; my light-



Well you'd be the Sun

Just always behind

That lent me your glow

And caused me to shine.

If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie,
Life would be delight,—
But things couldn’t go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn’t be I.

If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense
But I’d be in suspense
For on such a pretense
You wouldn’t be you.

If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,—
Yet they’d all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn’t be we.

I Have Issues,
I'll Admit,
I Have Issues,
Im Trying Not To Get Split,
In Two,
I Love You,
And You,
And You Too,
But That Doesnt Mean I Don't Have Trust Issues

I Am Green Eyed Monster,
No Not Jealousy,
I'm Running On A Wheel Like A Hamster,
I Have Empathy,
But Im A Little Bit Of A Disaster,
I Don't Trust Anyone I Meet,
No Matter What Our Chemistry,
I'm Sorry But I Can't Compete,
Because I Wander Around Hopelessly,
Around The World,
Feeling I Don't Belong,
But I'm Only One Of 3 Billion Girls,
So Maybe I Do Belong

I Was Trusting Before,
I Got Slammed In The Face By An Opened Door,
I Thought I Was Able To Stand By Keeping Busy,
But Honestly I'm Still Dizzy,
I Was Welcomed In,
But My Acceptance Was A Sin,
My Thoughs Fly Like The Speed Of Sound,
I'm No Longer On The Ground,
Oh Poetry,
Let Me Feel Your Therapy,
I'm Sorry For My Issues,
If Your Upset Grab A Tissue,
But Inside I'm Just Afraid I'll Lose You

We all have the Same color blood so why  discriminate people with other skin colors

We all have the Same heart so why discriminate the people we love

We are all people so why discriminate each other

Open your eyes to the small world we live in

Because love is love

people are people

No matter what

Take that society