A letter to the girls:

To the girl who
Stays home from school
Because she's too depressed
To get out of bed,
I love you.

To the girl who
stands in front of the mirror,
unable to fight the tears as she
criticises every inch,
I love you,

To the girl who
can't keep her dinner down
because she only lost
two pounds,
I love you.

To the girl who
cries on the cold tiles
of her bathroom floor,
bloody razor in her hand,
I love you.

To the girl who
wears a long sleeve shirt
in the middle of August
to hide all of her scars,
I love you.

To the girl who
pops a handful of pills
just to feel normal
for a while,
I love you.

To the girl who
drowns her feelings
in a bottle of booze,
I love you.

To the girl who
watches the one she loves
fall in love with
someone else,
I love you.

To the girl who
has a mother who tells her
she isn't good enough,
I love you.

To the girl who
locks her bedroom door
whenever dad's been drinking,
I love you.

To the girl who
won't go home tonight
because her parents are always fighting,
I love you.

To the girl who
feels hopeless and alone,
planning to take her life,
I love you.

And to you who reads this letter, whoever you may be, wherever your life may take you, always remember:
somebody out there loves you... (even if it's only me)