What an angry girl you are
So filled to the brim with jealousy and confusion
And hopelessness
That’s what fuels all of this
Isn’t it?
Can’t imagine living to thirty
Wishing your life away
Honestly believing with every fibre in your being
That no one will know you completely
And yet still love you
That alone is how you’ll stay
The sad brown eyes
And dark circles that are a testement to the nights you cry yourself to sleep
I wish
You would of learned earlier to love yourself
And actually cared for your wellbeing
I wish
you would of stood up for yourself
I wish
I could hug you and say that your body is beautiful
And it was his fault not your own
Negativity and resentment eat you up inside out
If only you let go of that earlier
Wasted years and wasted thoughts on those who didn’t deserve your tears