Their perfect lipstick mouths
form words that never
disappear.
Fat, ugly, stupid
They stay
They haunt you
When you are left alone with only
your thoughts

Why do they hate me?

They live to make me feel like
the awkward piece
that doesn't fit into the puzzle
Left standing
behind their backs

Why do they hate me?

Company is rare
I try to find someone to talk to
comfort
glares are returned
from perfect people
I've
never
met.

Why do they hate me?

I stare at my reflection
In the mirror
"Fat"
The words replay in my mind
"Ugly"
But it's not their voices
"Stupid"
"Worthless waste of space"
It's mine.

Now I know why they hate me
Because I hate me too.