Personalities

by Kaylee   Nov 23, 2004


Demented girl,
obsessive child,
bulemic hurl,
this baby's gone wild.

She's insane,
razors burn her skin,
noone knows the pain,
that she holds within.

She's compulsive,
everything has to be perfect,
her life she can't live,
the beautiful nymphet.

She's anorexic,
her body decaying,
she's so sick,
in her own vomit she's laying.

She's desolate,
out of control,
she's a party bait,
evil enters her soul.

She's idiotic,
a moron to most,
they call her chaotic,
the worst on the coast.

She's a fetish freak,
sexually appealing,
some say she's weak,
who knows how she's feeling.

She's a disorder,
food is her enemy,
she's on the border,
to her, thinness is the key.

She's a waste,
meaningless to all,
she's toxic based,
an internal brawl.

Deranged girl,
infatuated child,
sickly hurl,
this baby's now riled.

*Please comment it means so much to me*

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  • 20 years ago

    by Lauren

    *commenting*: lol i think your poem is awesome! i luv the way you rhymed. its very intruiging..did i spell that right? lol

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