In Comparison

In Comparison

In comparison,
you are amazing
and kind

In comparison
he is horrid
and mean

In comparison
you make my head spin
and my heart whirl

In comparison
he makes me cringe
and my fingers clench

In comparison
I love you

Bethany

Pretty Faces

Pretty Faces

Pretty faces passing by
Staring at me as I look down
I’m ashamed of who and what I am
Everything I’ve become

The voices in my head scream
They won’t stop shouting
Worthless, disgusting, terrible
Their voices pounding

I don’t want to believe them
I don’t want it to be true
But I know it is
I know that’s who I am

On the bathroom floor
Shaking and shuddering
I’m gasping for air
How have I become this person?

I envy them
Those with the pretty faces
They can look up without a care
Unashamed with their being

Bethany