I know
My waist isn't small
And my thighs are too big
My hair is a mess
My body is a wreck
I'm covered in scars
And open wounds
I'm just sorry
I couldn't be
What you wanted
YOU ARE READING
A poem for death
PoetryCutting poems and quotes. They just sound really pretty and they're here for anyone. I'm here for anyone that needs me too
I know
I know
My waist isn't small
And my thighs are too big
My hair is a mess
My body is a wreck
I'm covered in scars
And open wounds
I'm just sorry
I couldn't be
What you wanted
