| Posted on November 5, 2016 at 8:35 PM |
She isn't pretty enough,
Her makeup is too heavy she's a slut.
She isn't skinny enough,
Size zero in pants.
Her eyes are swelling up in tears,
Her fingers down her throat,
No one understands her and her feelings.
Her skin's getting pale,
Maybe even too pale?
Everyone's going to notice she isn't eating.
Her body isn't sexy,
Neither is she,
Now apparently she's too skinny.
Ribs showing through her most baggy tee.
Nothing will matter when she's nothing.
She wants to be beautiful,
To be pretty...
To be wanted...
Needed, someone save me.
Her skin is ripping from her blade,
Down she goes, shaking hands are always afraid.
Tears falling from her now sunken face,
Just the ugliest skeleton you'll never see her trace.
Down she goes,
Like the blood in the drain,
She'll be fine once she's just dead in the brain.
Down she goes,
Just like her weight,
She just wanted her body to be sexy.
Now she's about to be in her grave.
-The Broken Poet </3

Categories: Bleeding Tears
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