Surrounded.

No I will not lay down
I will not live my life like a ghost in this town
I am not lonely swear to God I'm just alone
I'm back on my feet
I can just close my eyes and forget everything
My house is empty every memory blown away


I can take the conflict, I can take the drama, I can handle the bad feelings and mounting frustration.

But I can't take the fat jokes.

It's like having everything I've ever thought about myself shoved in my face, in front of everyone. In one "joke" it was telling me everything I thought of myself was true.

I'm worthless, I'm ugly, I'm scum.

And I'm fat.

I would never make someone feel like.

I hate myself enough, I don't need you to hate me more.