Fat. Ugly. Gross. Hideous. Freak. Reckless. Chubby. Immature. Childish. Pathetic. Wannabe. Attention-Seeker. Fat.
So many words I call myself that everybody denies, saying they're not true. Yet my in insists that they're perfect descriptions of me.
I just wish for once someone actually cared about me and my problems..."I'm always here to talk! I'll listen!" *I try to talk to them* *ignored* *Skipped right over* *Nobody cares*
Nobody's here for me. Nobody's ever really been here for me. They say they are, but they don't care. People don't listen to me or they get mad at me and my problems.
You don't care. They don't care. Not one person cares....