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  Jan 2015 maybe one more day
Leo Cunio
What they want us to do:
Be slimmer
Be smarted
Be self-confident
Be spiritual

What they ask:
"Why aren't you eating?"
"Why are you always studying?"
"Why do you dress like a "****"?"
"Why are you always in church?"

What I say:
...

What my mind says:
"I'm trying my hardest but none of you see it. Each word you dig into me drains me each day. I know I am fat, I know I am dumb. I am trying to be like you but..
I...
just...
don't...
fit...
in...
I love autumn.
Why?
*Because it shows that dying can be beautiful.
I'm not the type of girl who chooses spring for flowers
&
Violet eyes
&
Ripped thighs,
Broken truths
&
Butchered Lies
she called me today
and all i could do is cry
she told me she still loved me
but i couldn't believe her
she said it so many times
and each time she hurt me
i cant do it anymore
i try to remember the happy days about us but there wasn't many
she started crying i couldn't do it
she hung up on me again
and i cried even harder
she is my everything but she hurt me so many times
i cant do it anymore
she called me crying, telling me that shes sorry and im her world idk what to do   i need help...!!! ughhh
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