They cried when I was a child Their eyes would burn with resentment i was exquisite
They laughed when I was a teenager Their stomachs overflowing with glee i was grotesque
So I tried to be... Smart Stupid Funny Outgoing Shy
Then I.... Lied Starved Cheated Bullied Betrayed Hurt
Daughter, don't you see? The world will always hate you; you are competition. Why? I didn't want to compete Didn't want to win the race Didn't want a gold medal Didn't want to be first
You are competition because you are alive. You have fire in your eyes Flowers in your hair Sun in the darkest of your eyes
I was a brilliant fish swimming in the ocean, against the tide. Why? Because only dead fish follow the current
This poem sums up the last couple years of my life. I'm finally happy:) (and most importantly) myself.