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Dear you, I know you hate the way clothes fit but you run around calling out confidence, you hypocrite. Stop covering your face with hair people just don't care. Dear you, I know you count the numbers and your days praying you'd be lighter so small you might float away. Dear you, I know in the mirror you're not gentle hurling abuse at the person in the reflection are you hoping through rejection she'll change? Even when you don't say the words they linger in your throat waiting to - Dear you, hating yourself is easy you're full of questions and hate 'put down the plate' hating yourself is getting into bed in darkness and listening to raindrops Dear me, please stop. You're tired of fighting everyone and then yourself You're tired of catching your reflection looking at you for some validation i'm yearning for love and i'm tired of starvation Dear you, you will get out of bed and open the blinds, you will make it better I'm sorry for all i've put you through Dear you, step-by-step unacounted for, I will look after you.
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 9:48 AM UTC
Dear you,
Dear you, I know you hate the way clothes fit but you run around calling out confidence, you hypocrite. Stop covering your face with hair people just don't care. Dear you, I know you count the numbers and your days praying you'd be lighter so small you might float away. Dear you, I know in the mirror you're not gentle hurling abuse at the person in the reflection are you hoping through rejection she'll change? Even when you don't say the words they linger in your throat waiting to - Dear you, hating yourself is easy you're full of questions and hate 'put down the plate' hating yourself is getting into bed in darkness and listening to raindrops Dear me, please stop. You're tired of fighting everyone and then yourself You're tired of catching your reflection looking at you for some validation i'm yearning for love and i'm tired of starvation Dear you, you will get out of bed and open the blinds, you will make it better I'm sorry for all i've put you through Dear you, step-by-step unacounted for, I will look after you.
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 9:48 AM UTC
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