You
You see me but
Do you really see me?
You criticize and chastise me
All because my characteristics
Are not characterised
As your type of beauty,
You bully me
About my full figure constantly
All because you’ve been abused
SELF CONCIOUSLY ………..
You hurt me because it makes you feel worthy,
Not seeing it’ll just make you feel dirty
But bullying is like blood
It’ll make the pain fade
But won’t it stay in the long run
Your minds at a stand still
No it always on the run
Self-consciously the guilt is
Holding you hostage somewhat like a gun
I understand why you do it you feel unloved,
But why is it that I’m at the mercy of your,
Unstable power run.