As a kid I felt common decency didn’t apply to me
Cause I'm not common, I'm an outlier
If she gains weight, she's juicy
If I do, I need to starve myself
And if he's homeless, he's going through it
But if I am, then I'm a failure
If they’re struggling, I lay on the comfort
So thick, and I say, honey
You’re still young and
You’re trying so hard
I believe in you
I know you'll get there
Don't let anybody tell you otherwise
Now excuse me while I isolate myself
And bang my head against the wall
I hate myself
I feed myself
To all the vultures, all the wolves
And then I look in the mirror and I tell that girl in there
Don't be like me, honey
Run while you still can
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poems for a defunct me
PoetryPoems for the me's that were and that will be Poems about alters, for alters, by alters These are raw, unpolished, and very likely triggering. There are mentions of eating disorders, depression, suicidal ideation, self-harm, and many similar topics...
