I just want to cry
And starve myself
Until I'm pretty
Maybe then people will like me
Maybe then my friends will actually be friends with me?

I'm kidding myself
Nothing I do will make them like me
They'll just continue on ignoring me

But I've gained fifteen pounds since the beginning of school
Which just adds to my depression
And some say "maybe because you're growing" but no
I eat too much
And I just hate myself

But I just have to keep going
Or else I think the suicidal thoughts will come

The one thing that keeps me going is
"I'm better than them"
"I'm smarter than them"
"I don't need them"
I'm more talented than them"

If it wasn't for the things I could do I wouldn't be able to move from depression

Because it would take over me
And I would have nothing to take it down again
My sadness