To Mom:
I'm sorry for all the things i said to you
I promise I didn't mean them…
I don't think you're ugly
And I don't think you're stupid
I don't think you're fat
And I don't hate you
I say those things because I can't say them to myself
And I know I can't tell them to you
Not because you wouldn't believe me
But I couldn't live with myself if someone close to me knew I thought those things
I know it's unfair of me
To say those things to you
But maybe I'm hoping
You'll catch a hint
And see how unhappy I am
I promise I love you
And I promise if this was paper it would have tear stains in the shapes of hearts
But I don't want to do this anymore
And I think you'd be better off with out me
You don't need to hear these things
I think you're beautiful
And I think you're pretty
I wish I could think half of the nice things I think about you about myself
But I know that I can't
And I know that I won't
I think I've done irreparable damage
And we aren't gonna have good memories
I've severed the bond between mother and child
And we're never gonna get it back