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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