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BODY SHAME


I lay myself down at night in hopes that maybe one day I will be alright.

Feeling the tears running down my face, I end up getting up to pace 

then find myself in place thats not so safe.

I feel dark and cold; my head becomes engulfed with disgust when I take a look

at the face I used to love so great. Now im just in hate wanting to change every

single thing  I must say that being me is not okay.

I want to change and be somebody everyone wants to date.

To be beautiful and  sexy in everyway.

To love myself so that I can let others love me but if I look at myself and see 

something that I don't want to see then why would anyone else want to be with

someone like me. 

 

 

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