Not Good Enough

Tired of being the one at whom everyone laughs.
Tired of being the fat outcast in the photographs.

Tired of crying,
and all my lying.

It's just a phase they say.
I'll lose weight and be OK.

I hate the rejection,
and fake affection.

All I can say is I'm not going to fake it,
if the pain continues, I'm not going to make it.