Poems from anna cameron
As good as it is possible to be
perfect is just something I cant be
But fat and ugly is what people lable me
I try to be as perfect as I...
The doors were never locked Always open
The children never scared
Always feeling safe and never out of place
That was all taken away one...
Don't tell me what to think.
Don't say you understand me.
You misread all the signs.
Punish me for needing a way to breath.
Tell me i'm...
Why do I have to be pretty in pink?
Why has society painted this picture of me?
I try to be me and I never succeed.
Paint my face for the...