Thoughts Read Count : 57
Category : Poems
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So many thoughts run through my head. More bad than good. I cry myself to sleep wondering where I went wrong.
Thoughts of becoming skinny run through my head like water down a river, when you call me fat I want to get sick.
I think about being loved unconditionally, wondering what that would be like. I day dream of truly being loved.
I just wish good thoughts would drown out the bad.