Work In Progress

Sometimes I forget that I have a body.

I forget that I have a body and that a body is something that needs to be taken care of.

Sometimes I feel as though it doesn't deserve to be taken care of,

that it has done nothing but hurt me so why shouldn't I hurt it back.

I promise to get better.

Eventually.

Because this body deserves a fair chance.

This body deserves to be taken care of.

This body is mine.

Even if I hate it,

It's mine.