A Cry For Help Part 1....

As I look into the mirror, what on earth do I see?

I see an ugly woman staring back at me?

All the time, people sit there and tell me I’m cute

But on the inside, towards myself I feel hateful, and confused

 

I want to be happy, happy with myself

I’ve tried everything, I even saw a therapist for help

Nobody could help me; they told me that I had to do it myself

Then they told me, that I needed to build my self-wealth

 

Why build self-wealth when I don’t even have self worth

I feel like God made me from the dirtiest grain of dirt

My stomach’s too big, and my face is too round

But nobody knows; because I wear a fake upside down frown

 

At school I smile and lie

But behind closed doors, I hate, and then I cry

I cry tears of hurt, anger, frustration, and confusion

I always think to myself why is it this life I’m using?

 

I’ve always tried to change

But the weight I still gained

Another 10 pounds, 20, opps now I’m up to 30

I hate looking in the mirror, I always feel dirty

 

I always wondered why I don’t believe in myself

I wonder why I could never get help

Is it me?....is it them?

How come I just can’t be SLIM

 

I know that I shouldn’t be so hard on myself

And that I should gain a lot of self-wealth

But first I need to start from within

But all I need is one truer friend

 

To help motivate me along the way

To take each step with me day by day

But now my thoughts are put to rest

As I try so hard to look my best….

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