I want to cut up every inch of my body just to change it.
Why do I wish to be in another body,
and hate the way I was born?
Why me?
There is alot of people in this world,
give it to them.
Make me normal,
make me not want to change,
please.
Why me?
I'm do not know what this means,
I do not know what to do,
or how to feel.
I am afraid that I will lose so much.
I am afraid they won't understand.
Please just make me normal.
Please.
YOU ARE READING
It's not all black and white
PoetryA personal collection of all my poems. >TW< This is my first book so if you enjoyed reading my poems feel free to vote and leave a comment. ❤️ Lots of love
