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Dec 2013
Mirror, mirror on the wall am I skinnier then them all?
Am I not? Well that's too bad cause I will have to skip a few meals after all
Lovely collar bones and thin wrist
Thin legs like cara please
A collarbone like miley please
A thigh gap so I can feel pretty
Even if I have to lower my calories

Don't you see everything my eyes is showing me is fat and I have to lose it to be perfect
Don't you know I'd die for perfection?
The hunger pains is cheering me on
Maybe I'll stick my finger down my throat

Every night I cry myself to sleep
The scale said I picked up weight
Looks like I'll have to cut again
Punishment is the only way I'll learn
Don't eat or you'll get burned
Perfection is on my brain
Thin girls on the street is my motivation
Written by
OldSoul
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