Sitting in my room tears running down my face
Wondering why am on this earth or even in this place
Never loved except by family
Wondering why I bother really
I nearly weigh my age in stones
I’m a blob a whale a stupid drone
Cant do nothing right
Cant even put up a decent fight
People see me laugh and tease
Cover me in eggs flour and grease
No one knows what am really like
They just call me a fat dyke
Men use me for sex
Woman use me for money
My body is a tool
Am just a stupid fool
My life should end
I’ve tried so many times
I’m driven round the bend
I cant even think of decent rhymes
My life will change
for the best not worst
I’ll do anything even if it makes me cringe
Even if I have to jump of the earths crust
Things can only get better
Standing in the rain
Don’t care that am getting wetter
Its taking my mind of the pain
One day I’ll find Mr right
One day he’ll save me from this
Help me put up a fight
Hold me in his arms and kiss
Make me feel great
Make me look at my self
Make me no care about my weight
Make me need no more help
It;; will happen
It has too
It will be sudden
It will be the glue
Just wait and see
Give it time
Someone will save me
I will find the rhymes
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