my version

ok well I would start by saying that as a child I never agree with my own self, I always thought that I was very thin, that I was not enough to live. over the months and years I was realizing that I suffer from bullying itself, sometimes our mothers tell us but what happens, do not you have any bigger problems than what I could have, what we lack? I lack self-love, my family thought it was just anybody and that’s how I felt.If you want to be loved, love yourself.Whenever you look in the mirror and every feature of you, of your body, you think it is totally wrong, or when you see your name on a paper you say and if my name does not exist, more oxygen for people who actually do well in this world.
in that moment, at that moment you want the earth to swallow you.and so I feel and I would be willing to say that I would not change this dark side within me that nobody has made disappear, the voices force me to scrape.