Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
One: I am born, brown eyed and screaming Two: I am four years old, people compliment my sisters exotic green eyes. Are mine ugly? Three: I am seven, and I am thinner than her. I win. Four: I am eleven and I lie about my weight. I wish I was skinny. Five: I am thirteen, refusing to eat Six: I am fourteen and empty. I cut every inch of my body Seven: I am fifteen and miserable. I contemplate suicide Eight: I am sixteen and medicated. Meghan killed herself. I am bones. Am I alive? Nine: I am seventeen and I ache, but I am healing
0
Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 5:44 PM UTC
Nine
One: I am born, brown eyed and screaming Two: I am four years old, people compliment my sisters exotic green eyes. Are mine ugly? Three: I am seven, and I am thinner than her. I win. Four: I am eleven and I lie about my weight. I wish I was skinny. Five: I am thirteen, refusing to eat Six: I am fourteen and empty. I cut every inch of my body Seven: I am fifteen and miserable. I contemplate suicide Eight: I am sixteen and medicated. Meghan killed herself. I am bones. Am I alive? Nine: I am seventeen and I ache, but I am healing
amanda-12
Written by
Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 5:44 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem