You complain that
I have nothing more to talk of
Rather than love
But what is there to talk about
When that's all my being wants?
*Love is all you need,
Then you can conquer the world

You make me feel
Emotionally
Inferior

I am eleven years old
I'm fat to every person I know
At this age, consciousness tells you the unsaid things
In someone's actions and on their face

I am twelve years old
I'm destroying my body
Because you've destroyed my mind
And make me feel things unreal

I am fourteen years old
I starve myself for three months
A bite a day keeps the weight away

I am fifteen years old
A toilet becomes your only friend
And a meal a nightmare
Because the food isn't staying down
You won't let it

I am sixteen years old
I'm no longer the fat thing you didn't care about
Now it's beauty you see
It's purely a shame
You don't know how I got this way
Because it was your fault
That made me numb and insane

I've wanted you to know for so long that I've loved you
That we had something beautiful that can be brought back
Your face, those kind eyes and smile that grasps the feelings made by a soft heart
Are something that will never be replaced in the same manner
But we can go away together
Create one world together, and love and love
And have what only someone can dream of
Because the reality we create together
Will be a dream we never want to leave

I sit here
Wrapped in a blanket
Loosely around my entire body
My face barely peaking out
I sit here
Curled in a ball
On this chair
With my head rested on the back
And I stare
Thinking of nothing but everything
To where my thoughts are blank
And my eyes are cold
Along with the heart that made me this way

oh the cliché of it all
how tiring