To all those people
Who think I'm ugly
Who think I'm fat
Who think I'm worthless
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Escaping can be very difficult depending on family. Me during my teenage years all I had my brother, but he was the world to me. He held me together through all the hate, he was someone I had to take care of, He was my little brother, and my parents weren't really there. Not enough at least. Some times family can give you a strong footing, and help you through very difficult times. Food for thought. You expressed yourself very well in this poem.
thank you A.O.B.H I have gone through a great deal of bad depression, and poetry was my very strong outlet to write what it is i felt. when i don't write, i dont feel I am whole and I'm confused on how to feel