My Thoughts keep me up at night
They consume my dreams
They pick a fight
They tell me I’m worthless
Or fat, ugly, annoying, pathetic
They tell me my friends hate me
They say I’ll never be good enough
I think I’m pretty less and less
I try to block them out
To ignore the hate they spew
But like a friend they just won’t go
They scream and shout
Until I hate my body down to my toes
I close my eyes
Try to count sheep
But over and over
They won’t let me sleep
They turn to monsters
Consuming my mind
Saying you know you’d be prettier
If you’d just go and hide
I’ll lose all the weight
I’ll count every bite
But those voices will always
Be there deep inside.