a conversation with my mother
Mom” stop eating your fat”
Daughter “but I only weigh 130 pounds”
‘stop eating all this food you fatty”
‘I only weigh 120 pounds
“you look amazing”
but I only weigh 105 pounds”
You see I could never be me
I was never free
Sh was always in my head
Her words haunt me like the dead
I hated my looks because of her
But she didn’t do anything, sure
I wish people would see
She’s not who she claims to be
She’s a villain
In plain skin
Haunting you from within
She stabs and slice
Tears and chops
Until you are no more
On the ground blending and sore
Her love is none
For nothing I’ve done
She’s cold at heart
And rips everyone apart
I wish I was never under her control
But now im free
Free to finally be me