She looks into the mirror,
stares at her baby blue eyes, speckled with gold,
and wonders how such beautiful eyes could be placed with such an ugly creature.
"Her black hair is too long," they say, "it has many split ends!"
So she cuts it, right up to her chin.
"Her body is too curvy," they say, "lose a little weight!"
So she eats less and less every day.
"Her lips are too pink," they say, "let them be pale!"
So she stops dressing warm.
"And that voice! Hush child with the singing!"
She cannot seem to stop once it is released...so she stops speaking altogether.
Most people only judge her from jealousy...but they do not realize the toll their words have taken on her.
Little do they know, she hasn't eaten very much in the past few weeks, nor has she gotten much sleep.
But all you can see that now resembles beauty is those beautiful blue eyes deeply set into her unhealthy body that's being weighed down by others insecurities lashed out at her.
Are you happy now that you've ruined her life?

Jealousy. Envy. I am the Green Monster.

These are the things I feel and that of which consumes me.
They are running my life..and...It's getting out of control.
I wish to be her. Just like her.

Her beauty.
Her personality.
Her qualities....
I want them all.

But then again, I wouldn't be me, myself anymore.
So I guess what I'm trying to say is, I don't really like me at all.

Did you ever have that moment in your life, when you find something out, that you wish you never found the answer to?
That deep dark secret, you were always curious about, but afraid to know?
That moment you want to crawl into a hole and die?
I'm there...I'm so there.

Am I obsessed? What's wrong with me?
Why am I so jealous of you?
Why do I care so much about your opinion?
I want to be your friend....badly, but I don't know why.
You hate almost everyone, including me, but I wish we were friends.
Your hair is long and straight, wherever it falls, it looks perfect.
Your eyes are big, brown, and beautiful; eyelashes long and dark.
Your voice is so nice and your laugh is the adorable type that every girl wishes they had.
You speak your mind and don't care what people say.
You have the perfect body and the nicest clothes.
Your face is so pretty, with no acne in sight. You aren't even vain...
While you look gorgeous over there, I'm over here with all of my insecurities laid out in front of me for everyone to see.
So I have to ask: Is this an obsession?
What's wrong with me?
I don't know these answers, but I do know one thing.
....Envy Will Ruin Me....

She'll admit,
she's not particularly
proud of some
of the things
she has done,
but everyone makes
mistakes....
...right?
Somtimes,
she feels like
complete ****.
More worthless
than dirt on the
bottom of her shoes.
She has many regrets.
She has many memories,
that she'd like to erase,
but in the end, it all
makes her human....
*....right?

Push him back! Awaken the fears!
Scream very loud, so that everyone hears.

Stomp on him, the way he did you,
Let him know how it feels, from your point of view.

Spit in his face, that disgusting thing we all call 'man'.
Say, "how does it feel 'baby', try to catch me now if you can!"

With his nose bleeding, kick him some more,
For all the pain he's caused you, make it times four.

Never again shall he beat you down.
Not if you know, he won't be around....
                        ;)