you tell me i'm beautiful
and i don't feel anything
except maybe a little bit of resentment
you tell me i'm perfect
and i think about the coffee stained mug sitting in the sink
what did i eat today?
there are three wrinkled wrappers of leftover christmas chocolate in my trash can
you ask how i'm doing
and i wonder if i had any water today
no one ever told me
about trying to love someone
when you have an anchor tied to your ankle
do i feel nothing for you
or do i feel nothing at all?
is there a difference?
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 7:20 PM UTC
you tell me i'm beautiful
and i don't feel anything
except maybe a little bit of resentment
you tell me i'm perfect
and i think about the coffee stained mug sitting in the sink
what did i eat today?
there are three wrinkled wrappers of leftover christmas chocolate in my trash can
you ask how i'm doing
and i wonder if i had any water today
no one ever told me
about trying to love someone
when you have an anchor tied to your ankle
do i feel nothing for you
or do i feel nothing at all?
is there a difference?
Request permission to use this poem