What she would do
To look like a model
As she dreamed of being a size two
And having a figure like a bottle
For how she hated having to always ask for something bigger
Since dress carriers never seem to have her size
The feelings of which she hated became her ultimate trigger
Of what has yet to become of her thighs
My thighs
My thighs
She would say with a saddened look in her eyes
My waist
My hair
I remember her screaming, "Why doesn't he care?"
Or maybe it wasn't that he didn't care
Maybe it was the fact that he could never stay
Or maybe he had never even really been there
Although she desperately wanted him to look her way
As she use to tell me how her mind would riot
About all the bad things she had ever done
After having been on diet after diet
It was never really like her to stick to just one
One
One
I remember wanting to run
That first day when I saw her *****
It was the first day I learned of her eating disorder,
Of which I tried telling her she was as beautiful as a comet
As she could make anyone's spirit rise way above the sky
If only she would notice the happy souls smiling from above
Always stopping to tell everyone hi even if she could have just said bye
Bye
Bye
It took me months to realize her smile was a lie
And yet it still gives me chills
To think of her last haunting look
As she overdosed on pills
And here I was thinking I knew her like a book
Her every word, her every line
I should have paid more attention to the word skinny
Of which now if I ever talk about regrets of mine
One of them would be that I didn't tell her that she didn't have to be mini
Mini
Mini
I had been Piglet to her Winny
For I was perfectly fine with being in the background
So long as she was somewhere near
It kills me now that she isn't around
To hear me say that I miss her here
Or of how she didn't need that boy
All she ever needed was her own admiration
I only wish I could have given her that joy
Or had done something more to prevent this situation
Situation
Situation
It's worth the confrontation
It's worth noticing your own suspicion
Of their depressed moods or severe loss of appetite
Just please don't be afraid of making that decision
To finally show the darkness some light
Or else they could very well be like my friend
The one whose life seemed to be planted in the gym
Of whom I never thought her life would end
All because she would have done anything to be slim
Feb 28, 2016
Feb 28, 2016 at 9:02 PM UTC
What she would do
To look like a model
As she dreamed of being a size two
And having a figure like a bottle
For how she hated having to always ask for something bigger
Since dress carriers never seem to have her size
The feelings of which she hated became her ultimate trigger
Of what has yet to become of her thighs
My thighs
My thighs
She would say with a saddened look in her eyes
My waist
My hair
I remember her screaming, "Why doesn't he care?"
Or maybe it wasn't that he didn't care
Maybe it was the fact that he could never stay
Or maybe he had never even really been there
Although she desperately wanted him to look her way
As she use to tell me how her mind would riot
About all the bad things she had ever done
After having been on diet after diet
It was never really like her to stick to just one
One
One
I remember wanting to run
That first day when I saw her *****
It was the first day I learned of her eating disorder,
Of which I tried telling her she was as beautiful as a comet
As she could make anyone's spirit rise way above the sky
If only she would notice the happy souls smiling from above
Always stopping to tell everyone hi even if she could have just said bye
Bye
Bye
It took me months to realize her smile was a lie
And yet it still gives me chills
To think of her last haunting look
As she overdosed on pills
And here I was thinking I knew her like a book
Her every word, her every line
I should have paid more attention to the word skinny
Of which now if I ever talk about regrets of mine
One of them would be that I didn't tell her that she didn't have to be mini
Mini
Mini
I had been Piglet to her Winny
For I was perfectly fine with being in the background
So long as she was somewhere near
It kills me now that she isn't around
To hear me say that I miss her here
Or of how she didn't need that boy
All she ever needed was her own admiration
I only wish I could have given her that joy
Or had done something more to prevent this situation
Situation
Situation
It's worth the confrontation
It's worth noticing your own suspicion
Of their depressed moods or severe loss of appetite
Just please don't be afraid of making that decision
To finally show the darkness some light
Or else they could very well be like my friend
The one whose life seemed to be planted in the gym
Of whom I never thought her life would end
All because she would have done anything to be slim
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