They slowly lost all hope,
The noose swaying to and fro.
"But we love you"
Never did help their obsession.
The razors got bigger,
The burns got more frequent,
And they all got skinnier.
All the while society got meaner,
Voicing true beauty,
That no one could manage.
The mirrors slowly got clouded,
Hiding all their true feelings.
But with every day we lost
Another fighter.
No one saw their tears,
They covered all the scars,
And smiled,
All the while they where dying inside.
They all managed to stay alive,
Until they saw societies views.
The night finally came,
They kissed the moon goodnight,
They were going to start a life in the sky.
The  letter they wrote
Brought tears to those eyes who saw...
The note simply said
        "I'm Done."
They had fought the battle tooth and nail,
But they were shot down
By the idea of perfection.
They stood up bravely,
And fought.
They had no intentions
Of bringing pain
To those they loved.
They are in our hearts forever and always.
Though they said they were done,
We will always keep on the fighting.
No matter societies views,
The people who stand side by side,
Are what beauty is.
You are all loved....