Poem 62

I wish I could be skinny, I wish I could be thin,

Sometimes I wish I could just rip off my skin.

A little bit of straving myself won't hurt,

I'm tired of wearing this long sleeved shirt.

I need to be thin, I need to be thinner,

I don't care if I have to skip dinner.

This is what I want, so it's what I'll do,

I'm sure I can do it, I can get through.

Just keep telling myself "What's a little bit of hunger?"

I know I could go a little while longer.

I need to be perfect, I need to be pretty,

Just like those perfect girls in the city.

All over magazines, and all over the internet,

I won't stop until it's my fate that I've met.

I'm ashamed of my body, I hate seeing what I see,

I wish I could turn into the person I wish to be.

Fat, fatter, fattest, that's all I think I am,

"You're so skinny" they say, but I don't give a damn.

Those are what you call white lies, they aren't real,

They don't know, and they'll never know how I feel.


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