I HATE PETER WHO IS FAT, UGLY AND SHORT

You're fat, ugly, short, a know-it-all, and hopeful. You hang onto your friends and would die if you were all alone. Jelousy would kill you and your heart always burns of hate. You want to be little miss perftect but you're not. JUST BE YOU. But that's not too easy is it? You want to tear everyone you hate into pieces. One by one you want to torture them. Make them cry and ruin their life. You ignore them and speak only when forced to. You comment on ordinary people crossing the road as ugly. You always snap at your mom and brother but has a weak spot for your father. You always compare yourself to your brother. You hate him and you told him that too. Guilt overcomes your body but you push it aside and yell even more. You pity your mom and wish that she get a life. You want to express your thoughts but you keep them hidden. In a cabinet in the back of your heart. You keep your thoughts in the cabinet and it piles up. One day you're afraid that it would burst open. And when it does, you'll hurt everyone and worst of all yourself. You're killing yourself, slowly. Peter, why can't you just be proud like those other people. Proud that you can go to school, have clothes to wear, can see and speak, Peter why can't you be like them? You have hope that you can make anyone love you, all you need to do is try. Peter, you're not special. Just an ordinary person in this ordinary world. Poor, poor Peter. You know that you're smart. Your whole family is smart, so you know that you are too. You brat, Peter. You want to be successful but you can't evern spell scissors....Peter change yourself. Look at yourself and be proud. Change that adittute of yours!!