The thoughts stay awake in my mind bullied all my life even when I was kind Struggling, yearning for my weight to go back down, to where it was when I didn’t frown Constant reminders of myself Shopping windows, mirrors and family, they even put me in therapy “Brush it off” they all say talking,screaming,shouting so abruptly The voices so loud I can’t even distinguish my own laugh
it doesn’t leave
I want it to cast me away Take me to an unknown island Forget about me, leave me with the grass my “flabby arms” and “visible stomach” are my worst enemy, worse than the seven trench built army The bullying soldiers both inside and out They must be right? I do not doubt
Somebody help me Tell me I’m right Young girls find value in appearance This diabolical and alluded kite This will **** many like me, who’ve suffered enough and cannot breathe So please teach them to be smart you can do more with a brain than you can a face but in this age, it is a race
Exhausted and drained of people who think they can run my life and tell me what to do. It has to stop.