I hate it
When it's pitch black
And you're laying there in the darkness
Thinking about one person
Wii you can't get off your mind
That one person
Who you know doesn't give a shit about you
But your mind races on anyway
Creating perfect scenarios that will never happen
And when your brain finally comes to terms with it
You feel so fucking stupid
For even thinking
That it was possible for someone to like you like that
And you feel sick
And you start to think
That there must be something wrong with you
Because you feel so unlovable
And so imperfect
And you think of the other girls
With perfect skin
And a tiny waistline
And you feel so small and insignificant compared to them
It's horrible
Looking at your own reflection
Poking and prodding at your own skin
Feeling uncomfortable in your own body
And when you're with friends
And you see them with their boyfriends and girlfriends
Wondering if you could ever have something like that
And it hurts
It hurts so much but you feel like they'll never understand
And they take the piss
Saying you should ask a certain someone out
Watching as they joke about you and the boy you like
And watching him recoil and act as if you're something vulgar and unworthy of liking
But on the days you finally feel good about yourself
You go to school
And someone makes fun of the way you look
Whether they mean it or not
And it seems you spiralling back down
To where you started several days ago
Beginning the fucking painful cycle
Of putting yourself back together again
YOU ARE READING
Midnight Thoughts
PoetryThe things that echo inside your brain That ricochet around your skull Making your eyes leak And your body shake The things that spoken aloud seem lame And other people would call dull When your emotions are heightened, at their peak And you feel li...
