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Nov 2013
She gave me that look
Like she was disappointed
Like I was a monster
And that very look
Broke me inside
I held in my tears
But I can't change
The pain
She made me feel
Worse than I already make myself feel
Because I do that each day
Tell myself how much I hate this gut
But then I go off and eat my emotions
So what good am I now
Just a blob to the world I suppose
And I'm statistic as well
I was born with this evil nature
Your sad?
You eat
Your happy?
Celebrate with food
Your stressed?
Have some sweets
You have a craving?
Indulge yourself
I have no will power
And no one listens to me
Because I'm the worst thing
I'm a young woman
Whose overweight
Living in a judgmental world
Wishing someone would just listen
I can't do it myself
I can't do it
And I need help
Because if even my own mother
Who's imperfect
Can give me that look
If even I give myself that look
Something must be wrong
And I guess it's with me.
Victoria Jennings
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Victoria Jennings  26/F/Rhode Island
(26/F/Rhode Island)   
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