I'm a bully to myself
I never feel right and it kills me inside.
Yet I don't seem to notice
I wanna be skinny because I feel so fat
I wanna be funny or something like that
My hairs never curly, wavy, straight, or flat
I'm a bully to myself.
Are they laughing and pointing at me
Making fun of my every move?
I starve myself every week.
Nobody notices.
I pinch my skin and could puke in disgust
All those models are like stars
Unique in their own, yet beautiful way
And here I am.
I know God makes us in his image
And he can't make mistakes
But something from me is missing
And I can't see his perfectness
In my image.
Everyday drags me down
Slowly; as if preventing the pain
Depression is a nasty word.
Giving up sounds better
I'm okay
I'm fine
Everything's alright
I'm just dying on the inside
See me over here?
I see how much you care
For now, Wipe away the tears
Everyone leaves me anyway
These words can't describe my life
I don't know what's wrong
Everything's falling apart
I thought I was strong
I won't cry
I won't show tears
Those who stood by me once
Always disappear.
