HOSPITAL FOOD was so much better than hearing you speak to me every night. you were the annoying presence that i could never seem to get rid of. for some reason you made me feel as though to you i was the only person in the world. that i was the only person you were willing to help. you said that the fat that covered my bones was just the shell that we needed to crack. the shell that we needed to crack in order to see the real prize. to me, the real prize was seeing a body that i thought social media and society would accept.
to you, the real prize was a different version of me. in your vision of the future, you saw me. accept i was just a disoriented arrangement of bones. i was no where near the teenage boy that i knew all too well. i tried to tell you that i didn't want your help anymore. yet you refused to leave, you said that you had already made yourself comfortable with me. you said that you wanted to see me bloom into the person that we were both trying to form. little did you know, i hated your version of the real prize.
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