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as the acid rises so does the guilt,shame and suffering it's my freedom from the confinement of being unwanted unloved
as it seeps into my teeth's crevices and they slowly deteriorate I can see my Image of perfection swirling in the toilet before I faint.
and I laugh at everyone who has ever laughed at me for my appearance. I laugh at those foul girls outside of ms.McDonald's class who unknowingly did what society told them to do, they pointed and laughed and called me terrible names which I can remember clearly today. while they sat upon those mangled bars and made a little girl cry so long and so hard she thought she was going to die behind that pine tree. she didnt dare move an inch until long after school was let out.
Her mother didn't notice she was missing because the little girls mommy worked until after she went to bed. she only got to see her mommy on the weekends but sometimes she would try as hard as she could to stay up late and watch mommy cry herself to sleep. The little girl longed to give her mommy a big kiss and hug and tell her that everything was going to be okay but she couldn't do it. Because the way daddy yelled at mommy didn't sound okay and she didnt want mommy to know she had been staying up late. So the little girl went back to bed and cried so long and so hard she felt connected with mommy through her own tears.
I think that little girl is still hiding behind that pine tree and I long to find her and wrap her in my arms and tell her that everything is going to be fine and that people have learned their lesson and they won't judge anymore. But I can't. That little girl is trapped in her innocence and some big mean creature much like those foul girls took her place and I think her mommy finally noticed she was missing.
as it seeps into my teeth's crevices and they slowly deteriorate I can see my Image of perfection swirling in the toilet before I faint.
and I laugh at everyone who has ever laughed at me for my appearance. I laugh at those foul girls outside of ms.McDonald's class who unknowingly did what society told them to do, they pointed and laughed and called me terrible names which I can remember clearly today. while they sat upon those mangled bars and made a little girl cry so long and so hard she thought she was going to die behind that pine tree. she didnt dare move an inch until long after school was let out.
Her mother didn't notice she was missing because the little girls mommy worked until after she went to bed. she only got to see her mommy on the weekends but sometimes she would try as hard as she could to stay up late and watch mommy cry herself to sleep. The little girl longed to give her mommy a big kiss and hug and tell her that everything was going to be okay but she couldn't do it. Because the way daddy yelled at mommy didn't sound okay and she didnt want mommy to know she had been staying up late. So the little girl went back to bed and cried so long and so hard she felt connected with mommy through her own tears.
I think that little girl is still hiding behind that pine tree and I long to find her and wrap her in my arms and tell her that everything is going to be fine and that people have learned their lesson and they won't judge anymore. But I can't. That little girl is trapped in her innocence and some big mean creature much like those foul girls took her place and I think her mommy finally noticed she was missing.