You know your not pretty
They don't even want you for your body
And honestly why should they?
Rubenesque, plump, your fat
And to be honest your thighs are mostly that
But that's it, nothing more
A hollow, soulless shell
Waiting for your deserved journey to hell
For why should anyone care
For someone who can't even see
Who can't let be
The insults, glares and remarks
To leave them in her past
So she can life her life, finally at last.
But that's not you, or will it ever be
You'll walk head low, shoulders slung
And at home when the day is done
You'll cut slash and bleed
Screaming and crying in agony
Praying for someone to end your misery.
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