theOCDsociety

I want to be one of those girls The ones with the three inch gap between their thighs and the stick thin legs. One of those teenagers Who you see in the street with their arms all sliced up. One of those children Who don't have to count everything. One of those kids Who have a boyfriend and are never alone. One of those students Who has loads of friends. One of those people Who can be just 'Fine'. But I want to be Normal. I want to be able to eat. I want to be able to not cut. I want to be able to just relax. I want to be able to not be alone. I want to be able to make friends. I want to be just fine.

Our Reality tells that love is words. Eternal light Two souls Flying as birds Our society says that love is all you got. Words you know, whether you mean it or not. Words you go with Whether you feel it or not. Our culture says love is words that aren't fair. Words are flashy lights and cold night air, Light beam that can be seen, even by blind One nights bind Lasers Words meaning you don't have to go sleep alone tonight Crazy Like you have sleeping in your mind Next morning, hazy rewind Emptiness and back to the night One love, one love at a time Got IQ of a Cthulhu, but still can't rationalize love. Our dreams says that

"Chloe, do something!" My mind comes rushing back to the stuffy sports hall My class are staring at me expectantly. I look at the old, dull basketball at my feet, And half-heartedly throw it… Out of court. I hear a chorus of 'boos' "Nice one, loser" "Gee, what a throw" Sarcastic comments are hurled at me as the other girls run past, Their long, tanned legs barely covered by the regulation PE shorts. I look down my pale, thin and bruised knees. At least I'm small enough For the shorts to cover the trail of cuts On my thigh. I retreat back into the corner of the court Waiting for the bell to ring, And send me to an hour

"Are we nearly there yet?" Michael asks His head pounding His eyes closing The parents sigh Their minds on the map, The road ahead The pressure to reach home before nightfall. His eyes rest on the falling droplets on the window where he rests his head. The cars behind Blow their horns Preventing Michael from falling into the Dreamworld In which he is so familiar. The cars beside theirs, Identically stranded on the motorway Each provide a different story, A different life A different past and future. Michael's eyes wander into each of the square windows Drinking in the wonders Of Human Life. A young woman, Suit-wearin

She walks along the corridor "Freak" "Nerd" "Fat" "Ugly" She's crying She wants to go Anywhere, Anywhere at all She walks into an empty classroom And collapses into the first chair "Weirdo" "Loner" She cries Hitting her head against the desk "GET OUT LEAVE ME ALONE" Insults keep on throwing themselves at her. She stands up and leans her head against the window Stares at the sun until her eyes hurt Until her head hurts "You're disgusting" "You're horrible" Interrupted by A knock on the door And a group of girls walk in "You ok?" "We were looking for you" "Why did you go running off like that?" She stands up str

Silence Eerie yet Beautiful Silence. The clouds are around me I can touch them Pillers of smoke Reaching up into The stars Heaven There's no-one here There's nothing here Not a sound Not even a whisper No living thing It's all white, The most delicate White I never thought I'd make it But I'm here now Just me And the clouds As far as the eye can see. I'm so sleepy So cosy So warm I glance up There's something coming I sit up from my soft blanket of smoke Something red It's not right Upsetting the balance Closer and closer I yell for it to stop My shout echoes in the space But it keeps on coming fas