From collar bones to skinny wrists
She tries to joke, impress with her wits
Thigh gaps, stomach flat
Through her eyes she see nothing but fat
It becomes a game, how far will she go?
It only depends on what her scale will show
One goal met, a lower one set
The pattern continues, she's not done yet
She starts to get sick, cold, numb, and weak
When she stands up you hear all her bones creek
Never a fad, never for show
She pushed herself to see how far it would go
Don't know how to stop, it's now who you are
Each day she purges, even though she is starved
Now I am sick, but I know I can't quit
Why do I think all this pain is worth it?
Jun 20, 2012
Jun 20, 2012 at 4:19 PM UTC
I believe that if you expect the worst to happen
Nothing bad well ever happen
When having high expectations, there is a chance to fall
It upsets people to see that, they can't have it all
No one likes being dropped
No one likes falling down
I start from the ground
When you start from the bottom you can always soar up
Maybe I'm crazy, that is alright
I rather wake up on a cloud than in the gutter
Even if that means sleeping in the gutter one night
Jun 18, 2012
Jun 18, 2012 at 5:16 PM UTC
If I could, I would go back to the day you flew so far away from me
Seen by heart, no longer by eye
I wait for that day I too will fly
If I could, I would change fate, erase the marks on the dirtied slate
Seen by heart, no longer by eye
I wait for the day I too will fly
You flew like a butterfly through the crystal blue sky
Seen by heart, no longer by eye
There will come a day when we all will fly
Forever in memory I will never say goodbye
Jun 17, 2012
Jun 17, 2012 at 10:41 PM UTC
Galloping through the field there is nothing that can stop me now
With the midmorning sun glinting against my golden hide
I feel free
Moving through the wind with my mane flowing behind me
It feels as if traveling upriver against the grain
I feel free
I rear up to the sun that is sending down warmth and guidance
No real destination, no true reason for the ride
I am simply free
Jun 17, 2012
Jun 17, 2012 at 10:39 PM UTC
I am a leader and I am unique
I wonder who I am sometimes
I hear the voice inside my head
I see the path I have to take
I want to be happy with who I become
I am different and unique
I pretend to be on the outside looking in
I feel the battle inside that I shall win
I touch the words inscribed on the page
I worry that I will never be the same
I cry tears, they roll down my face
I am a leader and I am unique
I understand that I am the creator of who I will become
I say the words I hope to follow
I dream of becoming the best person I can be
I hope people will follow me and find themselves as well
I am a leader and I am unique
Jun 17, 2012
Jun 17, 2012 at 10:38 PM UTC
A questioning whiny breaks the sound of approaching footsteps
Deep brown eyes glint in the midmorning sunlight as a figure appears
A powerful spark when both sets of eyes meet
A reassuring neigh comforts and warms the heart
A firm stomp to show he is ready
A smirk from the rider
A majestic creature galloping through the fields, we begin
A confident leader takes charge; there is nothing that can stop us now
A ray from the sun warms my face and glints against his golden hide
He is free
A perfect unit moving rhythmically through the wind
A mane made of silk flowing behind him
I feel my troubles flowing behind me, and leaving me
I am free
He rears up to the sun
No real destination, no true reason for the ride
We are free
Jun 17, 2012
Jun 17, 2012 at 10:29 PM UTC