she was the happy girl
or that's what everyone thought
she was the girl that danced through the hallways
the girl that joked till everyone's stomach was in a knot

she was the girl that cried over her imperfections
wishing she could be someone new
endlessly staring at her reflection
hating the person she'd turned into

she was the girl that wrote stories
but only late at night
marking every word on the skin of her wrists
hoping no one would catch sight

she was the girl that stared at the scale
the number becoming her biggest nightmare
she thought if the number went up she failed
"I'll eat tomorrow, I swear"

but no one ever noticed
because by the morning
she was the "happy girl" again