I can’t live in the world

That other kids my age do

Its poisoning me

And God i hope it doesn’t start poisoning you

It just gets worse and worse and worse

I feel like my chest is caving in

Like I am bound to implode

When I simply go from high to low

Walking and standing

Prove to be a great feat

As my knees begin to buckle

And my hopes begin to sink

I can’t eat the candy

You all know and love

Or I will be in bed for hours

Barely moving like a slug

I am sick of feeling sick

And I know I write about it alot

But it just keeps getting worse

And there seems to be no stop

I must sit in the shower

Or my legs turn an awful shade

And I am out of breath

Feeling heavyly ashamed

I either can’t sleep

Or am always feeling sleepy

There is no inbetween

Its far far from dreamy

I wish I could heal

And I know that I could

Years down the line

I could grow out of some

But I hate it now

And I can’t live my live

I can’t ride rides

And I can’t stand in lines

I have to push a cart in every store

Or else all my limbs turn out to be sore

I must sit down every so often

Or my limbs to to jello, thoroughly rotten

I am sick of my body

Not sick in the sense you may think

Most girls my age

worry about image

Trust me I do too

But I hate the inside more

And honestly I wish

I could just love one part of myself