Dear diary ...
I'm fourteen years old and I always feel so nervous.
Tell me why everyone is so perfect.
While I feel so worthless, and they look so happy.
Although lately for me, my mood was so low quality.
And I came to believe all the things I'm seeing.
In magazine and TV every single being mayor.
All girls with bodies mayor and skin so surprising.

Oh how I would kill to live the life they are in.
I have tried to lose weight during the last weeks.
Vomit after meals, on the rare occasions that I eat.
But this is not enough I still need to do more.
For this guy to notice me, people wonder what for?
There is much room I am my belly for food that is not funny.
I do not want people to be fictional, but either way I feel dumpy.
Most of the time I get here, thinking only about myself.
Oh God this is worth, or doi need help?
How ...

I have been used by people, I have been hurt by girls.
I was struck by my mother, and cursed by the word
So I continue to lose weight, just trying to be perfect
I'm waiting for someone to tell me what I deserve.
I have been used by people, I was used to girls.
I was struck by mother and cursed word.
So I continue to lose weight, just trying to be perfect.
I'm waiting for someone to tell me what I deserve.
You're not alone ... You're not alone ...
You're not alone ... You're not alone ...

I am 23 and just ran into my old diary ..
Open it, but I really do not know what inspired me,
To do that, but I did and was instantly in tears.
To think about how I was lost during years young.
And that guy I mentioned when I was 14
He's my boyfriend now, I think I'm living a dream.
We have a small house, a nice car and a good life.
But my arms are still scarred to use my own knife.
But he accepts me as I am, and he knows about my past.
And after all that, he still says it will last.
And I love him, I love him, I love him with all my heart.
I honestly could not take it, if it was ever pulled apart.
If I could say one thing to me at the age of 14.
Would you'll find a guy who will treat you like a queen.
It gets better, then it is, do not worry about your size.
And never think you are alone,
someone out there hears your cizes.
Saying ...

I have been used by people, I have been hurt by girls.
I was struck by my mother, and cursed by the word
So I continue to lose weight, just trying to be perfect
I'm waiting for someone to tell me what I deserve.
I have been used by people, I have been hurt by girls.
I was struck by my mother, and cursed by the word
So I continue to lose weight, just trying to be perfect
I'm waiting for someone to tell me what I deserve.
You're not alone ... You're not alone ...
You're not alone ... You're not alone ...
You're not alone ... You're not alone ...