Dear Diary

Dear Diary

Today was a long day in school and I haven't really eaten anything yet today

But I guess that's good

I just wanted to write something real quick before I go off to bed

So here it goes

Dear diary

I'm fourteen and I always feel so nervous

Tell me why is it that everyone is so perfect

While I feel so worthless, and they look so happy

While lately for me, my mood has been crappy

And I have come to believe all the things that I'm seeing

On magazines and TV, of every single perfect being

All the girls with perfect bodies, and such amazing skin

Oh how I would kill to live the life that they are in

I've been trying to lose weight over that past couple of weeks

Throwing up after meals, on the rare times that I eat

But that isn't enough, I still need to do much more

To get this guy to notice me, people wonder what for

There's so much room in my tummy that it isn't funny

I don't wanna be people's dummy, but either way I feel dumpy

Most of the time I am left here, thinking to myself

Oh god is this worth it, or do I need some help

Like

I've been used by guys, I've been hurt by girls

I've been hit by my mom, and cursed by the world

So I keep losing weight, just trying to be perfect

I'm waiting for somebody to tell me that I'm worth it

You're not alone

I'm twenty-three and just ran across my old diary

I opened it up but i really don't know what inspired me

To do this, but I was instantly in tears

To think of how lost I was during those young years

And that guy that I mentioned back when I was fourteen

He's my fiancé now; I guess that I'm living a dream

We got a small house, a nice car and a good life

But my arms are still scarred from using my own knife

But he accepts me how I am, and he knows about my past

And after all that, he still says that we're gonna last

And I love him, I love him, I love him with all my heart

I honestly couldn't take it if we ever got pulled apart

If I could say one thing to me at age fourteen

It would be that you'll find a guy who will treat you like a queen

It gets better than it is, don't worry about your size

And never think you're alone, someone out there hears your cries

Saying

I've been used by guys, I've been hurt by girls

I've been hit by my mom, and cursed by the world

So I keep losing weight, just trying to be perfect

I'm waiting for somebody to tell me that I'm worth it

You're not alone