I wrote this, tell me what you think.
I stand in front of the mirror and stare
You will never be good enough, it’s not fair.
She has all the beauty, inside and out.
Is this really what it’s about?
The snacks call my name
It makes me feel ashamed
Fat lazy bitch she calls out
I just sit there taking it as I fill my mouth
You want to be pretty just like me?
I nod my head up and down
She punches me in the stomach as I cry out
Hurts too much to eat right? She asks with a devious smile
All I can think about is the bile rising in my throat
I choke it back, I deserve it I say.
I get ready for another day of this
You call it madness, I call it life.
It is all worth it.