Every time someone tells her to, she refuses.
Have you eaten? No.
Yes, this is what she wanted
Every time someone asks her, she says "I already ate".
She's broken, hungry, and done with life.
She screams every time she stands on a scale.
I want to be thin.
I WANT TO BE THIN.
The numbers keep going down.
Only a fifteen years old,
Slowly fading away from life.
All she wanted was to be beautiful,
To be like the girls in the magazines.
To feel appreciated,
To feel loved.
All she wanted was to be beautiful...
But it was too late.
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 12:29 AM UTC
Every time someone tells her to, she refuses.
Have you eaten? No.
Yes, this is what she wanted
Every time someone asks her, she says "I already ate".
She's broken, hungry, and done with life.
She screams every time she stands on a scale.
I want to be thin.
I WANT TO BE THIN.
The numbers keep going down.
Only a fifteen years old,
Slowly fading away from life.
All she wanted was to be beautiful,
To be like the girls in the magazines.
To feel appreciated,
To feel loved.
All she wanted was to be beautiful...
But it was too late.
