You are worth more than the tears

that fall from your face at 3 am

because you feel so alone in the world.

You are better than those girls that call you tragic

and the boys who only talk to you for your body.

You are worth more than the hate

that eats at your edges everyday.

I understand the hopelessness behind your eyes,

and the “I can’t do this” in the back of your throat.

You pray for the pain to end, to simply vanish.

But what you have to understand

is that those girls you envy for their body

force themselves to throw up after every meal.

And underneath that kate spade sweater you want

is a wrist covered in scars.

You want to be them, but what you don’t see

is that their water bottles are filled with vodka

that they drink to numb their pain.

I know you want what they have

but look at where you are.

You have made it too far to give up.

It may not mean anything right now,

but when you’re old and grey

I hope you look back on these days and realize

Just how strong you’ve become

And you smile a real life smile

And the tears traveling their oh too familiar path

Are finally ones of joy.

Because I know you feel

Like your world is caving in

And you’re suffocating in the sea

Of hate you found yourself in

But if you fight the current just a little bit longer

You’ll find yourself on the shore.