If i was beautiful.. why did nobody say it?
If i was worth it.. Why did nobody stay?
If i was strong.. Why am i crying for childish things?
Why do i cut my hair, and pray to whoevers out there to make me enough?
Why do i need to be a size zero? Why do i need to put on makeup?
Do i really look that bad?
Why do i need to wear clothes that would only fit a plank?
Why do i need to be as flat as i can?
Do i really look that fat?
Why do i need to wear heels so people will notice?
Why do i need to be as tall as a model?
Do i really look that small?
Why do my breasts need to be so big? So men will notice me?
Why does my ass have to be bigger? So people will look and touch it?
Why do i need to throw up every meal just to please you?
Why do you get to say if im good at something or not?
This is some fucked up game
You made me throw up meals and slit my wrists to be skinny
But now its okay to be chubby? And skinny girls are now disgusting?
The world is bipolar and people are sick, stop worrying about my looks prick,
My skin may be Black or tan, or fucking purple Why does it matter to you?
My hair can be however i want it to be, is it really bothering you that much

Am I Just Disgusting?

No, No I am not, I am a women of many colors, many styles, many lives, Why does it matter who i sleep with? Or how many i sleep with

Call me a whore, a slut, a pig, ugly

At least I'm brave enough to be me.
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