I wish my wrists were clean,
I wish my wrists were white.
I wish they didn’t have red lines,
When shone into the light.
I wish my legs were bare,
I wish my legs were smooth.
I wish when I feel over them,
I didn’t feel the grooves.
I wish my bones stuck out,
And protruded through my skin.
I wish that I was beautiful,
I wish that I was thin.
A wishful thinking mind,
Is what I’ll always be.
Cuz wishing’s all I do,
I wish I wasn’t me.
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very touching.....
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Very well written. We all have our own reasons for hurting ourselves, and our own methods. You have told your story well.
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Written so well. We all have our own reasons for hurting ourselves, and our own methods. You have told your story well.
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that is an amazing poem that portrays what many people think.
but always remember, you are beautiful in your own little way. no matter who tells you demeaning shit. dont listen to them.
i love your poem. it's amazing. raw. open. and beautiful.
xoxo___Sam:]
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You're really good at writing.. I wish you'd accept yourself as the beautiful person I see you as.
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nice
wow this is good i love it nice work -
and i wish ul take my wow as a compliment..!
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why thank you ^^ your wish is granted lol.
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