When you feel like this,
all words seem to cease,
all thoughts are jumbled.
sometimes you just don't know where to turn,
so you turn to yourself.
but you don't like yourself,
your ugly,
your fat.
even your father said so,
so why not listen and make yourself beautiful?
you just need to look like the other girls,
you know,
those pretty ones with the long blond hair,
the thin waists,
the tiny figure you always dreamed you'd grow to be...
but you could be like them,
if only you just made yourself like them,
even if it took forever...
