i took a bubble bath to wash away my worries,
i threw up to empty stomic,
i sweted to clear my pores,
i covered my wonds to kill the infection,
i cut my nails so i cannot scratch,
i changed my close so i wont leave the house,
i cut my hair to get a new look,
i took out my contacts so i cant see,
i washed off my make up to see the real me,
but all that and i still cant find the person im suppost to be,
i just want to be me.... the realest me i can be
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I really like this poem... -steffy