I want to feel the sun
I want my light to cover all my dark spots
I want my tears to become steam due to my inner warmth
And confidence,
But this pain is bottomless
And I lost all consciousness
While i'm fed death
But told to throw up positivity  
Am I not good enough for you?
Is it my looks you don’t approve?
Am I not skinny enough for you?
Is it because my stomach doesn’t kiss
Nonsense to my spine?
Am I not pretty enough for you?
Is it because I have rolls that store the secrets
That whisper to me at night and the stories triggered by the moonlight ?
Am I not woman enough for you?
Because I rather hug a tree and let nature go down on me
Then a man who gags me with lies
Posions my lips with his allusions of bliss
By those satanic lips
I don’t want to miss,
But one day reminisce
The feeling of waking up and not being told
The way oxygen runs in and out of me is wrong
The way my feet walks behind each other is wrong
The way my words dance out of my mind and out of my mouth is wrong
I want to write the lyrics my own song.
I starved my soul and body for the acceptance my mind craved
But hey, you say you still love me anyway,
If this is love, I don’t want it anyway.