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I hate the person in the mirror so you'll never hear me say that I'm good enough I know in my heart that the number on the scale defines my worth and that being thin will make me happy I refuse to believe that There is hope I'm ashamed of my body No longer can I say that I am worth fighting for Happiness (Bottom to Top)
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Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 3:42 PM UTC
Sadness (Top to Bottom)
I hate the person in the mirror so you'll never hear me say that I'm good enough I know in my heart that the number on the scale defines my worth and that being thin will make me happy I refuse to believe that There is hope I'm ashamed of my body No longer can I say that I am worth fighting for Happiness (Bottom to Top)
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19/Gender Fluid/the Deep Blue Sea
Jan 30, 2020
Jan 30, 2020 at 3:42 PM UTC
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