Skinny.
I want to be skinny.
Skin and bones,
No awkward lumps,
No pudgy cheeks.
Just beauty.
Perfect.
How am supposed to be perfect?
With societies expectations.
No more pain,
No more sorrow.
Just serenity.
Loved.
I just want to be loved.
By someone who cares.
No more loneliness.
No more tears.
Just love.
Unattainable wanting.
The only thing I feel.
Things I can never have.
Nov 15, 2013
Nov 15, 2013 at 4:54 PM UTC
Skinny.
I want to be skinny.
Skin and bones,
No awkward lumps,
No pudgy cheeks.
Just beauty.
Perfect.
How am supposed to be perfect?
With societies expectations.
No more pain,
No more sorrow.
Just serenity.
Loved.
I just want to be loved.
By someone who cares.
No more loneliness.
No more tears.
Just love.
Unattainable wanting.
The only thing I feel.
Things I can never have.
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