Shambles

My life is in shambles Through the smiles and the rambles It all slips though my fingers I can't hold it yet it lingers To torture and to taunt My mind seems to flaunt All that I am not In the pit of my stomach it will rot As I fear all I am now Who I'll become and how Little me would be so sad To see how I am bruised broken and mad I crave attention But deny it at the mention Not skinny Not pretty Please won't somebody love me Is that too much to ask for I know I'm a bore Everyone expected something more