Love

Love will not heal me.

I will always be a girl of many scars.

But love can teach me to forgive.

Love can give me many reasons for why I should live.

It can even change me, for better or for worse.

Love can break that evil, long lasting curse...

Of sadness.

Of depression.

And of lonliness.

Love can bring you joy.

But it can easily be taken away if you don't take care of it like a mistreated or forgotten toy.

Maybe one day it could teach me the important values of life that I am ever-so eager to learn.

Maybe love can help me with feeling as if my world is about to burn.

Maybe it can even help me feel less insecure.

No one deserves to feel ugly, forgotten about, compared, ignored, or even fat. 

And maybe it could teach me a joke that I can stay alive long enough to laugh at.