I'm not skinny I'm not fat I'm not pretty but I'm not bad I'm not happy I'm not sad forever me and who is that ?

Bright big sky, long green grass
hot tan boys walking past
Happy teen, loving life
Summer time my kryptonite ❤️

I hide my face everyday
Dying to loose a little  weight
Wanting to be the girl who never ate
Looking in the mirror is a struggle each day
Living life as a lie is the only way
Wishing I was the girl with the pretty face...

hey sailor you've been away too long
she's had time to forget all about you
in her favours lies the sea devil
and it's his attention she so craves.

lets all go to the ocean's bottom,
down to drink red wine
cos under the water
no one's to see if you're sober or drunk

she takes him that expensive *** you bought
they dance all night dizzy on spirits
like you never would,
and he can't resist her

it's okay I'm sure you never really loved her anyway.

there are no kisses and hugs
no missing or love
were laughs become screams
and tears become streams

nobody dares to speak
for we are all too weak
and afraid of what should be loved

as my mum comes near
we all stand in fear
wondering who will be next
to be pulled by the hair
and get given no care
only painful kicks and stares

I tried hiding under my bed
for sooner or later I will be dead
we're all just living in dread

I can no longer take the pain
there really is no gain

because things are just different in my house...

Golden eyes
you disguised pain so beautifully
you hid my love notes in your shoes
you thought you loved the girl I used to be
I thought I knew what love was made of
pressed against your car
you smelled just like the ocean
I felt kept inside your arms
I had no knowledge of commitment
I was only seventeen
wanting a body made of heaven
born decades before me
we smoked cigarettes and danced
for hours in the rain
you were as gentle as the wind
I didn't mean to cause you pain
confusion is a cloud that visits
every n o w and t h e n
when I think of nights spent on the phone
and days worshiping your skin
whether or not you think of me
is fine and either way
you were a message wrote in cursive
that I r e p e a t everyday