Today won't go down in history

You always said I was overweight
That all food types are overrated
You said I was fat, ugly, a mess
You wish I was dead well that’s my guess
But as you stare at my cold dead eyes
Do you wish I was still here, alive?
That complete failure of a daughter?
You made me in to someone else, her
The pills I took, to reach my never ending goals
Never satisfied, nothing could make me whole

My soul was sold the very first time
Two fingers down your throat makes it fine
It didn’t make me feel whole, complete
Nothing can. When I can’t even eat
Cause I’m so scared what people might think
What they say, their harsh words always stick
When everyone dreams so fucking high
I fall so low, trying to survive
How can I still look and feel this way?
I haven’t eaten a thing in days

Can I stare at my own reflection?
Till it breaks, fat in all direction
Just looking at myself makes me sick
Others, their so pretty, thin as sticks
The only way to be pretty? LIES
She said I was pretty on the inside
Fuck you, as a individual
It’s about comparing physically
See that girl you just so wish you were?
Why can’t they just see there them not her?

Controlled by obsession are my dreams
Rather die than eat double fat cream
People tell you that you’re not even fat
But previous words contradicted that
When you take to heart what people say?
You see you in a different way
You are the one that made me this way
And like this I will always remain
Until I look like you, will you see?
I wish I was anyone but me?



thanks for reading
xx xx

OH the anger! the anger!

I love the smell of roses in the morning... big ones with THORNS!

Great poem.

I suggest using some metaphores next time. It's too blunt for my liking.
Read some more books to enhance your vocabulary. And try writing something more original. I can assure you people are sick of reading the same thing over and over again.

Also, a true poet doesn't need caps to emphasise something.