The girl next to me
is all I wish I could be
I look at her and say, "you look pretty"
What I know that she can't see
is the building jealousy

the constant tugging at my waist
my demons trying to pull me down face to face
trying to make myself smile without leaving a trace
saying my words that are heavy and laced
with hatred for my temple,
my place

The society that I live in
has taught me I have to hate my own skin
I need to to be thin
in order to win

Instead of looking at my sister with admiration
I look at her with damnation
because i've been taught by the people in my nation
society will never cause cessation
to the standards givin to us

I will never again feel elation.
Because being happy takes up too much time.
Takes up too much power.
Takes up too much attention.
And causes me to not focas on my calorie consumption.