~*Bitter*~
~*Bitter*~
Every day is one more day.. I bask in the shadows of silence..
Hatred my bed.. with a blanket of lonlyness and a pillow of tears..
I rest.. or so I try.
I look at the faded gray bear.. my only friend.. and cry even more
I have a friend.. he never answers me though...
Just looks at me.. with those sad gray eyes.. and I wish just noce.. he could answer me..
I long for the warm arms of love to embrace me within their touch..
I long for kind words to caress in whisper soft majesty past my ear..
I dream.. and then I look at my bear... and I wake up.
I look outside.. and sinful anexorics have it all.. or do they?
They have the body so thin, and the clothes so hot..
Long luxurious locks blowing into their faces as that srong man..
He holds them close.. Oh how I wish..
I wish to be wanted for me..
I am so far from perfect.. yet in my own world..
I can close my eyes..
I have the body of a super model..
The clothes of a fashion plate..
And more friends then even I can count..
Yet.. that isn't me..
I am plain jane to the hilt..
and as I wake.. from the day dreams..
I can hear mom's voice.. a slew of curses spilling fourth frmo her lips..
I guess it's one more night.. without food..
After all being fat I won't miss it right?
The tears they fall...
Face falling into folded hands..
Hiding the eternal weakness..
that falls from me into the palms of bruised hands
Empty pockets never full..
Cold heart never warm...
Mabye I should just die..
Then everyone will in some way..
Be happy..
I won't ever be good enough......
Ever.