I once knew a girl
***** blonde short hair
purple glasses
4'5, 9 years old
she always worried about her parents money
about her body and her weight
about her grades and how smart she was
about her parents arguing and sometimes even hitting
she truly believed she was the ugliest girl alive
if you ever met this girl you'd wonder why at such a young age?
she found out the razor blades her father used
could be a way to escape the pain
everyday at lunch she sat alone
with a singlar grape shed pack
shed stare at the people she used to call "friends"
and wonder why they left her alone like this
shed hide in bathrooms during partner activities
hide in corners when her parents screamed
stared in mirrors till her ribs became so visible
she was alone in this world
shed sit at the dinner table crying
as her parents yelled
shed go to her room and escape with the sound of music
rip out her hair
break stuff sometimes
stare at problems on her sheet and wonder how the hell it was this hard
she was only 9 years old
wondering why she was the only girl with curly hair
the only girl wearing glasses
the only girl who sat alone at lunch yet could never be as skinny as the rest
she watched as parents hugged their children
wondering what she did wrong
I knew this girl when she was 9
that little girl was me
the one who stopped looking at numbers on the scale
the girl who covered up her bruises with sleves
the girl who wore braids everyday to school so when she messed up
she could pull on them as punishment
I wish I could've given 9 year old me a hug
tell her it would get better
but that's not true
I choose to let her believe
it got better
that I never cut again
ate again
and never once commited
but I will tell 9 year old me
right now
I don't know how long I'll live for
Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 10:45 PM UTC
I once knew a girl
***** blonde short hair
purple glasses
4'5, 9 years old
she always worried about her parents money
about her body and her weight
about her grades and how smart she was
about her parents arguing and sometimes even hitting
she truly believed she was the ugliest girl alive
if you ever met this girl you'd wonder why at such a young age?
she found out the razor blades her father used
could be a way to escape the pain
everyday at lunch she sat alone
with a singlar grape shed pack
shed stare at the people she used to call "friends"
and wonder why they left her alone like this
shed hide in bathrooms during partner activities
hide in corners when her parents screamed
stared in mirrors till her ribs became so visible
she was alone in this world
shed sit at the dinner table crying
as her parents yelled
shed go to her room and escape with the sound of music
rip out her hair
break stuff sometimes
stare at problems on her sheet and wonder how the hell it was this hard
she was only 9 years old
wondering why she was the only girl with curly hair
the only girl wearing glasses
the only girl who sat alone at lunch yet could never be as skinny as the rest
she watched as parents hugged their children
wondering what she did wrong
I knew this girl when she was 9
that little girl was me
the one who stopped looking at numbers on the scale
the girl who covered up her bruises with sleves
the girl who wore braids everyday to school so when she messed up
she could pull on them as punishment
I wish I could've given 9 year old me a hug
tell her it would get better
but that's not true
I choose to let her believe
it got better
that I never cut again
ate again
and never once commited
but I will tell 9 year old me
right now
I don't know how long I'll live for
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