Holly 14 , from a little town in england
This is my body, covered in skin,
and not all of it you can see,
And this, is my mind,
it goes over and over the
same old lines,
And this, is my brain,
it’s torturous analytical thoughts
make me go insane,
And I use mouthwash,
Sometimes I floss
I got a family
And I drink lots of tea.
