Differnt

by kristen   Oct 3, 2006


I dread school days
i waite for it to come
and it always does
i just walk past and they look
when i turn round they whisper and look
the guys in my class think the same
i knw i\\\'m not that and i knw that there wrong but they always seem to convince me that i am
i knw i\\\'m not
i knw there wrong
i knw that i cant help it
but when they say it
they make be belive the same
i\\\'m not anorexic
but they easly convice me that i am
i knw it doesnt bother my friends
and that i shouldnt care wat people you knw wat the worst of it is?
wen the girls say there fat and wish they were like me
in health classes wen we talk about eating disorders as soon as we reach Anorexic eveyrone looks straight at me and they look there you are
it leed me to hurting myself
i disliked me
i hated the world for caring wat i looked like
i hate the world for pulling me out of eveyrthing
i hate being me
i became depressed and was always sad and blue
they guys and girls of the world and school truned me away from somethign that i never wanted to believe.
i alwyas wish i was like them
becuase being me is the worst
being me is SHITT

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