trying on prom dresses only to find you can't fit anything you like,
and everything you can fit you hate.

everyone tells you, you look fine,
don't change.

standing in front of this mirror,
i'm not seeing what they are.

I can't get motivated to do anything about it,
instead I lay in bed and eat my feelings.

I never learned to deal with things in a healthy manner,
and it's taking a toll on my body.
which in turn, takes a toll on me.

I don't look like the other girls,
beautiful
sweet
happy

prom dress shopping must be a breeze.
they aren't afraid of the tight fitting, curve hugging dresses.

the girl beside me found the dress of her dreams
and I go home and cry.