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madison Jun 2014
How I describe myself.

Back fat.
Muffin top.
Flabby arms.
Thunder thighs.
Double chin.
Ugly.
Four rolls.
Worthless.
Jelly belly.
Gross.
FAT.

How others describe me.*

Funny.
Outgoing.
Warm.
Comforting.
FUN.

The list isn't nearly as long, now is it?
Ugh sometimes I just hate myself and my body and everyone says that I look fine but I don't ever believe them and I just need somebody to rant to...
p.s. I didn't really know if I should've posted this one but oh well.
Sarah Adams May 2014
I can't stand to even look at myself in the mirror
I hate what the reflection is
the reflection that I see
It's just an empty body
Used for the remains of who I used to be
A girl
With a scattered mind,
A broken heart,
An unstable way of thinking

I truly hate what I've become,
I truly hate the things that I've done
All the excuses I've made
How I've exaggerated my pride
Into something unreal
A huge web of lies

I'm sick of parading my ignorance around town
I act like I know everything
It's because my heart's ripping
I'm trying way too hard just to be something

A label
A genre
A group
Anything that can confirm my worth
Meg B May 2014
How badly
do I wish to love away
your
self-loathing,

to kiss
away your
ignorance,

to
hold you
through
your dissatisfaction-induced
convulsions;

cry away
your demons
and hate,
flushing
the pain
into my
skin.
Ferrin McGinness Apr 2014
i have a nosebleed
and i breathe steam
seamlessly from this black hole,
******* life-air away
from those who actually
deserve
to live.

why this blood-red mud
frightens my friends
i'll never know-
it's me! so real!
me, the drinkable.
me, so easily consumable.
me, in a manipulative form.

my clay brain, melted,
sliding through my nose,
it brings the *****
little piece
of **** that i am
out into the light

where everyone can see it.
Willow Branche Mar 2014
Sleep eludes her.

Her dreams plague her.

Nightmares her only friends.

Herself: her enemy.

— The End —