my never ending war
I cant win this war with the mirror
it taunts me and screams in my face UGLY
it wants me to be miserable
i want to break every mirror on this earth
it tells me "kendyl take the food away you will be pretty look stunning and you will be skinny"
so ..... my addiction comes back and if i do ............
well then comes the late night purgeing
i wait for everyone to go to sleep
so they dont hear me puke then cry
people tell me your so skinny i wish i looked like you your beautiful and you cant look better
BUT I SEE DIFFRENT .
my mirriors make me look ugly and fat
someday i will see myself the way other people do skinny and beautiful
but for now .........
i cant win this war with the mirror
aug 25th 2008
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