They Kill Me Everyday

July 9, 2010
By , San Jose, CA
They call me fat,
And I completely agree.
It hurts me so I flee.
Flee from the agony,
That kills me slowly everyday.

I sit by the bay,
Stare into the water.
All I see,
Is an ugly, pathetic, fat bum.

I know I am dumb,
I know I am nothing,
But somehow,
I think I'm good.
Now that I see my reflection,
I know I was just bluffing.

Oh please,
Will someone help me?

I start tearing up,
I close my eyes.
Then I see myself again.
The new me.

And skinny.

This is after I starve.
I feel happy outside,
But on the inside,
I'm broken and dead.

Then I shatter.
In my head,
I die silently.

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Felicia said...
Aug. 3, 2010 at 1:34 pm
this is amazing and hopefully some day you will feel like you are beaautifu; on the outside as welll as on th einside
Black replied...
Aug. 5, 2010 at 3:50 am
thanks, it's totally unreal though, I don't actually feel this way about myself...:)
Sencere said...
Aug. 3, 2010 at 8:42 am
wow 5 stars
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