the miserable life of a miserable teenager

it’s too chewy.

I don’t want my milk,

it hurts my stomach.

I’ve always been thin,

Now I’m thinner.

I’ve always been picky,

Now I’m pickier. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Not sure when it all turned intentional.

But it did.

And now I’m tired,

Where’d all that energy go?

Down the sink with my dinner.