I just want to go away
To leave this place and fly away
But if I did, I would never see you
And that’s a greater torture than I’m going through

I hate the skin I live in
Why can’t I be pretty and thin?
Anorexic like the other girls
With bright blonde hair and pretty curls

Beautiful with doll like eyes
You’d never think one of them cries
But even behind that lovely mask
There’s a pain that within they bask

I know the pain that they feel
And I understand it’s very real
The pain they feel is called self-hate
And I live with it every day