Why Hope Dies

You have all given up on me,
Thinking that because of my friends I'm worth nothing,
Well I AM worth something, you just have to look past what you see,
My own mother wont even believe that I'm smart or cunning.

You asked why my hope had weakened and died,
I answer, somewhere through all of the hurt
I had given up and lied,
My heart and brain less protective and alert.

My step-father asked why I was so fat,
I answered, I only weigh 118 pounds,
He gets angry saying my stomach is not snug and pat.

So today my respect and TRUE hope shattered,
I hope your proud of yourselves, cruel world.
Normal girls normally shopped and chattered,
I lay on my bed in a protective corner, all curled.

Thank you,
dear mother and step-father.

-True story