Where did I go crazy?
I see people who are only bone with skin painted on and I want it to be me.
I want the satisfaction of double digits instead of triples.
I live for the high from hunger.
I crave the look on someones face that tells me they can almost see through me.
I am looking in the mirror and only seeing flaws. ugly. fat. stupid. sad. lost. alone.
Where did my mind and sanity leave me?
My love asks me, "Why? What makes you think this way?"
How can I answer him when I don't even know.
I am so in love with him and so in hate with myself.
He says he loves me back but how can he?
How can he stand me? a total mess. a disgusting waste. a lush. a lost hope. a coward.
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