Rosalaun

Take this kiss upon your hand, For the ones who starved themselves, Because "ugly" was written all over their mirrors, Because "fat" was the only thing in their way. Take this hug around your shoulders, For the ones who cried themselves to sleep, Because, unlike everyone else, Their pillows kept their secrets. Take this wish for your success, For the ones with wounds blanketing their wrists, Because physical pain gave feeling, And feeling was so hard to find. Take this whisper in your ear, For the ones who live through pain, Through sorrow, through regret, Through loneliness in crowded rooms, Through nightmares and judgement and hatred..