I KNOW YOU.
You hate yourself.
You hate your looks.
You hate your weight.
You hate your body.
You wish you were someone else.
You think you are the ugliest person alive.
You wish you were one of those "perfect" girls
who gets all the guys.
Because you never get a guy.
You have friends, but sometimes, you aren't sure why.
And sometimes, you think that they just pretend to like you.
You smile everyday, but most of the time its fake.
You just use it to cover up how you really feel.
All of the hurt and loneliness you carry around inside you.
Because you are hurt.
You feel like nobody cares,
and that you are just a waste of space.
And you are lonely.
Because your the one that's always home alone,
while all of your friends are hanging out together.
You are the one that always gets left out of everyone's plans.
You cry. Every night.
But only after everyone else is asleep.
Becuase you don't want them to know how you feel.
You can't take a compliment, because you don't believe them.
You have all of these feelings bottled up inside of you.
All of this hurt, loneliness, and sadness.
And it feels like any moment it will all come bursting out
and you will break down, only you know that if it does,
nobody will be there to pick you up.
I know you.
You're just like me.