Insecurity

May 29, 2017
By Anonymous

I’ve gained two pounds, I’ve gained three pounds
I guess it’s time to die now
Because the only beauty I see
Is in my collarbones protruding

Medication, medication
Constantly giving into temptation
Of killing my own organs within
So i can die with clear skin

Razor cuts etched into my flesh
I’ll bleed until my last dying breath
Because I’d rather have a hairless body
Than be told I’ll be loved by nobody

I have sunken in eyes
And slightly large thighs
And bleach sinking into my head
And tear stains all over my bed

There's low self esteem
In this angsty teen
But one day I’ll be able to see
The beauty somewhere within me.


The author's comments:

I wrote this poem while I was thinking about myself and my body image. I decided to write it so others could see that they're not alone in thinking of themselves as unattractive.


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