-To all the girls who love their beautiful curly hair:
Life just didn’t treat you fair.
You started off as a soft delight
then darkness grew, as the nights took flight.
They screamed at you with venom,
So you hid from their mighty bite
You ran home crying,
because a bully tried to put up a fight.
Coming home with mascara running down your face,
because all you wanted was to look like a small bit of faith,
Their approval was necessary
The warped idea the amount of likes you get on Instagram define your worth in this world
So You bowed at the feet of those who defined you.
You began to give up.
Whispering, what’s the point of living,
For people only see you as a fat girl,
with no dreams.
Anger boiled inside your heart,
as you looked in the mirror and saw quite a fright
Your body had curves, and folds,
stretch marks, and hair
you say to yourself
same old me,
nothing less nothing more
“I hate you” “I hate you”
You don’t deserve light,
continue to bathe in the darkness
Evil flowed through your bloodstream
almost as if revenge became a physical being
it was a sweet voice
An old soul at times
a sudden wave of perfection washed over me, as if I were swept in a tidal wave with no choice but not to breathe
i began to hurt myself,
i began to starve
I began to think of myself as a project,
and not a work of art
Just a small grain of sand on a long pebbled beach
With no future to hold,
Until I drop dead.