I didn't know how to put it into words, so i decided to write a poem instead-
She's sick of herself,
Yet she's only fourteen.
She's sick of herself because boys are so mean.
She wishes she was her friend because she wants to look pretty,
But she is already gorgeous, so it's a pity,
That she thinks she's fat and she thinks she's ugly
Because the truth is,
She's actually lovely.
She's got beautiful eyes and a killer smile,
And a curvy figure that would make anyone stop and stare for a while.
The sound of her voice is sweet like honey
And although she doesn't believe it,
She's really quite funny.
But she's insecure and who's to blame?
Some idiotic male who plays her like she's a game.
He picks and chooses times to be nice,
And she was too naive to believe that she was skating on thin ice.
And now she hates herself,
She's devastated,
Nobody sees that the way he treated her was underrated.
She's crying in her room and he's out with his mates,
Laughing and joking and discussing which girls are "jail bait".
She's hurt, she's broken, she can't go on,
So she sticks her fingers down her throat until the pain is gone.
Her heart is heavy, her knees are weak,
She wants more than anything to reach out but finds it impossible to speak.
She's one lonely girl in this big bad universe,
All she wonders is why boys don't go for her, she thinks she's cursed.
But she can't always sport a frown,
So she resorts to playing "the clown".
She acts up to relieve the pressure,
But out of it, she discovers no pleasure.
She wants attention,
She longs for praise,
She gets drunk often, mum's worried and hopes it's a phase.
She looks at posters of celebrities on her wall, and starts to bawl,
They look so glam, any of them would get any man.
She looks around, everyone seems so loved up,
She wants to shout, she's had enough.
She thinks she's a m u n t, so she smokes a blunt
And looks in the mirror, her blue eyes well up tears,
Her reflection doesn't deliver, she's not like her peers.
Her family don't understand, nobody does,
All they see is anger, because she is smoking, drinking and shoplifiting to get a "buzz".
All she wishes is to be noticed,
But the selfish idiotic male is too focused,
On who's skirt to invade next,
But he can't find anyone else so he gives up and hits her a text.
She feels wanted again, the poor girl has been led astray,
She's willing to give him everything she has valued on her to make sure he will stay.
But he leaves, as this vicious circle starts again,
He got some pleasure-
And all she got was more pain.
that's how i feel just now 
any advice?
Suggestion:
First- Beautiful Poem
What you are experiencing is pretty normal. Remember. Everything is OK, No such thing as UGLY or FAT. Don't watch/read the news, it'll only make you feel worse. Everything happens for a reason. Achieve true happiness by making others happy. think positive. forget the past. be optimistic.
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