To be me
Crying in the darkness
The thoughts won't let me be
They steal away my sleep
They terrify me!
It hurts to stay awake
I'm scared to close my eyes
I stare into the blackness
Slipping out of time!
The voices start to call me
The awful things they say:
"You're fat!", "You're dumb!", "You're ugly!"
I hear it everyday!
"Don't you think I know it? -
I'm the one who's me!
I live this life of torture -
I am, I know, I see!"
I'll cut - to shut you up!
Into my flesh I'll carve!
And as for being fat -
To silence you I'll starve!"
© REBEKAH SMITH November 2002.
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