To Mom:

I'm sorry for all the things i said to you

I promise I didn't mean them…

I don't think you're ugly

And I don't think you're stupid

I don't think you're fat

And I don't hate you

I say those things because I can't say them to myself

And I know I can't tell them to you

Not because you wouldn't believe me

But I couldn't live with myself if someone close to me knew I thought those things

I know it's unfair of me

To say those things to you

But maybe I'm hoping

You'll catch a hint

And see how unhappy I am

I promise I love you

And I promise if this was paper it would have tear stains in the shapes of hearts

But I don't want to do this anymore

And I think you'd be better off with out me

You don't need to hear these things

I think you're beautiful

And I think you're pretty

I wish I could think half of the nice things I think about you about myself

But I know that I can't

And I know that I won't

I think I've done irreparable damage

And we aren't gonna have good memories

I've severed the bond between mother and child

And we're never gonna get it back