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I step on the scale and the numbers are higher I want to call it a liar only it's a fact that all I have done has failed. I know you notice how your hands can't wrap around my waist how I've grown heavier how my legs aren't getting thinner I know I have an obsession with my reflection And I try to remove any and every flaw But I pierce my skin where I wish I'd look different If I skip 3 days, would I look better? Maybe then you'd notice me Maybe then you wouldn't have to lie when you say how "perfect" I am Or maybe you'll replace me with someone who can fill in the missing piece.
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May 4
May 4, 2026 at 8:42 PM UTC
Would you notice?
I step on the scale and the numbers are higher I want to call it a liar only it's a fact that all I have done has failed. I know you notice how your hands can't wrap around my waist how I've grown heavier how my legs aren't getting thinner I know I have an obsession with my reflection And I try to remove any and every flaw But I pierce my skin where I wish I'd look different If I skip 3 days, would I look better? Maybe then you'd notice me Maybe then you wouldn't have to lie when you say how "perfect" I am Or maybe you'll replace me with someone who can fill in the missing piece.
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May 4
May 4, 2026 at 8:42 PM UTC
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