My skin is merely
a fashionable coat
to cover up
how ugly I am
Deep down,
we're all the same
We're all just blood
and bones
So why should it matter
what my skin looks like?
When underneath it all,
I'm just as hideous
as anyone else

and since you've left me, I'm so alone.

And I am ******* tired of allowing people to walk all over me, and deciding when I'm not good enough anymore. If anybody wants to leave, ******* do it. I'm sick of the *******, I will not allow myself to be treated like a door mat that you can rub your **** on. I am so much more than that.