Every morning I see the person I hate at the mirror
It's not who I should be,
it's not who I want to be
for the rest of my life.
I don't like Ana, but
it makes me perfect.
I hate my body
while my brain forces me
to starve and then to die probably
I want that to happen
I want my loved ones to care about me.
with no doubt, I hate my actions
I hate my brain
I'm not brainy nor am I nerdy
but I want to
but I don't know how!
It may look stupid for you
for sometimes I intend to be stupid
why you may ask! but I'm not sure why!
I don't even know me
I don't even see myself like any other human kind.
I'm just unique, different
every one is actually.
even for all what imperfection I have
I want to work hard to become perfect
but I get tired easily and lazy!
and the whole cycle of thoughts continue
....
when will it end?
....
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