How can anyone love me?

by Hayley

After all I’ve been through in my life,
The drugs and the knife.
No ones going to love me
No one ever will, just wait you’ll see.
I’m too disfigured; I’m only a freak...
But no one will see I was just too weak.
I never meant to give in,
I didn’t mean to scar my skin.
How could anyone love me?
Just look at the things I’ll never be.
I used to be anorexic,
Used to be a pot addict.
I still sometimes use my blade
To make scars that will never fade.
How can anyone love me?
How can anyone like what they see?
I’ll ask this question one more time,
letting no tears drop, because crying’s a crime.
How could anyone possibly love me?

Hayley ©