I'd feel prettier you see
If I could lose all this weight.
I'd feel pretty as can be;
So this week I have not ate
A single bite, it's for you
To notice me; take a glance.
Being fat just won't make do,
Starving for my deserved chance.
I've become frail, so they say;
Ironic insulting jokes.
These are twisted games they play
At school and amongst my folks.
The immense physical pain,
I can't support all of me.
It's all of them who aren't sane,
I'm still too fat, can't you see?
I need to lose ten pounds yet,
Make it down to pants size two.
He will notice, wanna' bet?
If I can just make it through.
On my way to school I fell,
Never made it all the way;
Didn't get to hear the bell
Of the starting of MY day.
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The question of neglect rose,
I guess they could claim they tried.
That's exactly what they chose
But where were they when I died?
Comments
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I like the rhyme to this. great write.
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wowwww omg this poem couldn't relate to me any more. I thought that people would view me differently and be nicer to me through basically starving myself [ btw they do treat you better] but anyway this poem was great and to end my story i fainted and it totally leaked me out because no one noticed before that incident. Great job =]
"stay golden"
gabi
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