Poems from madyateyourson
I've never been pretty.
Too chubby, too fond of curse words, large shoulders and back fat,
Yet I may have something.
Maybe it's my...
I'm damaged. I'm damaged and I know it.
Why else can't I trust anyone? Love anyone?
My mother says I'm damaged. Says it's because of...
I am 7. I am 7 and something isn't right,
Dad was here. He was visiting but he hasn't left.
Amelia is sleeping next to me, unaware.
I...