Burdens

I hate my clothes
I hate my nose
I hate all the other girls
Their thin as a twig, light as feather
While I’m barely keeping it together

Shattering over everything
Can’t bear to say anything
Because what if I become a burden
I don’t want them to know I’m hurting

What if they run, and leave me alone
What if I have no place to go
What if all that’s left for me
Is a life of endless misery?

So I’ll carry all these burdens
Even if it breaks my back
I’ll keep on moving forwards
And leave it in the past