Young girl sits quietly in her room
Light coming from your vinyl records on her wall
She sits and deals with overthinking
She wishes she was good enough
Weight has always been an issue for her
People complaining about how her weight is
Her family thinks she is beautiful
She may not be the prettiest
She may not be the smartest
She loves people
She wants value
She pours her heart into people that don't deserve her
Why
Because she has a big heart
People take advantage of her in so many ways
Her mother has cried wishing people would stop hurting her
She has been heart broken so many time
And always she says
I wish that I was good enough
I wish I was shorter
She wishes she was more in shape
But shes working on that
She wishes someone would say wow thats wifey material
But actually mean it
She wishes someone would look at her and be like wow
She is gorgeous not only her appearance
But her heart
She ends her night with these words
I wish I was good enough

Why can't they see
that enduring happiness
does not come from Fear Of Missing Out
because to have fears
of missing out
merely breeds taking in
more fears of Missing out
and in the call of many
few are chosen
leaving you missing yourselves
and missing out
on the real happiness
meant just for you

I've lost innocence.

I've lost faith.

I've lost my soul to this dreary place.

It's so cold, it's so very dark.

My lonely heart has lost it's spark.

I beg for a little mercy.

I cry for some kind of grace.

There's nothing, not even a trace.

The hellish demons in my mind elope with the ever lasting darkness I've came to find.

The clock has chimed...

I'm out of time.

Monsters don’t exist
Still, we are very afraid
Because we made them