dear me

 

dear me when i was only nine

please block out all the bully's lies. 

they say mean things, but please just hhear

they dont deserve a single tear.

 

dear younger me, when i was  ten,

please go back to sleep again.

those dreams you have are bad and wrong

dont skip your breakfast...it wont be long.

 

dear me, eleven years old

dont skip your lunch like you were told

by your skinny friends, youll see one day

it simply doesnt work that way.

 

dear me, back when i was twelve

put that razor back on the shelf

take your fingers off your gagging tounge

you stomach is where your food belongs

 

dear me, the place i stand right now

good job, i do sure hope your proud

make room for more scars, and forget how food tastes

i hope you know youve sealed your fate.

 

 

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