Remember in elementary school

When we all wrote in black marker

A line on our wrist that said cut here

… Well I did, and I never stopped

 

I ran away from words

As you all run away from fears

 

I was the fat

The ugly

And the unwanted

 

I was the paint thrown onto a canvas

That the artist washed off

Due to its inability to blend

I believed no one would ever love me

So I would remodel, break, squeeze

Myself to try to fit into places

Where we all know I didn’t belong

No one needed me there

No one wanted me there

 

Now I over compensate by loving myself

I’m amazing

I’m awesome

I am so pretty

But I know I’m not

We all know I’m not

 

I smell

My hair is greasy

I’m fat

(you know who you are)

But the truth is the truth

Can’t blame you for following the rules

... Don’t lie

Makes you untrustworthy

Makes you devious

The truth can also make you rude

 

If you don’t have anything nice to say

Don’t say it at all

What a laugh!

Our parents say that years

After we hear them 

 

Ridiculing others

It’s not their fault

Their parents were the same way

 

But I’m here to say

That I am here to stay

No more cast away floating through life

Out in the sea of the unknown

Because I’m done being out in the open

Where no one can see me

 

I am right here

Standing in front of you

Proposing an unorthodox message of

“Don’t laugh at me, don’t call me names”

 

If you need me

Want to know where I am

You can find me anywhere

I am here, there, and everywhere

But because you don’t want to see me

You will never know the truth

You will never know me

Let alone Notice Me