broken..

i'm tired of feeling so fucked up.

i'm tired of being ugly, tired of bringing myself down,

tired of being fat, being alone.

i'm tired of being stupid, not being good enough,

pretty enough, tall enough, thin enough, smart enough,

talented enough.

i have a love-hate relationship with clothes.

i'm fat, i don't look good wearing them.

big ass, big tummy, huge thighs, not tall enough

i hate shopping, it brings my self esteem down.

looking at those pretty clothes, always wondering when

is it my turn to look pretty wearing them?

                                        

                                       

i swear not to love anymore.

why am i  always the one being forgotten?

why am i always the one getting hurt?

why am i always used?

why am i always the one waiting?

i give up. it's ridiculous.

                                          

i don't like sharing feelings. it makes me feel 

vulnerable. besides, nobody understands.

nobody care enough to listen. they ask, because they are 

curious. they. don't. care.