The true ruler of the word
Why did we unanimously fall under its control

Whenever I cry I'm guilty
Am I allowed to cry when another's pain doesn't compare
I stare with a dropped jaw as others tell their hardships
Am I allowed to shed tears when so many wish to lead my life

I want you to tell me I’m more special than the other girls because I’ve never told myself that
Instead I tell myself he likes the others more why is there even others am I not enough that u need others to fulfill ur needs cause I can be the only one
Why do I give 99% when all you ever have was 1
You don’t even tell me hey is it embarrassment or timidness
You don’t even know the way you make me feel
Maybe I shouldn’t feel this way
Every time you call I come running back to you
I tell myself not a again but I can’t help myself
My friends tell me don’t do it
But I think maybe if I go with him again he’ll like me
But really there’s so many others who make him happier
I’m just the one there who’s there whenever you want something
Maybe one day I’ll learn to love myself the way I want you to love me

When asked “when you imagine yourself as the you you want to be” within a split second I had the answer, simple and straightforward. skinny

She saw you with another girl
I guess you were never mine
But I felt special in your arms
now I know other girls felt the same
Always on my mind, I only hear from you when there’s no others
But I don’t blame you cause I wouldn’t choose me either

I’m sorry that all u got was me

I’ve begun to use the bathroom with the light closed
Assuring my eyes don’t get a quick glance
Each day it gets worse
I tell myself things I could never tell another
I put on a smile and keep my head up
Others can’t know it’s severity
They wouldn’t understand anyway
Only now I realize how bad it’s become

Every girl I pass “I wish my thighs were like hers,” says the voice inside my head.
Get out
I want the love I had for myself
Now I pick up my shirt in front of the mirror every morning
Maybe today I’ll love myself a little more
The same voice as the day before
Telling me things I don’t want to hear anymore