Twin Flame

One Down, One To Go

Sab, Jaden, Cooper, and Nessa are sitting on the couch. There all on their phones right now.

"What do you guys want for dinner for Cooper's birthday?" Jaden asks. "What about Saddle Ranch?" Sab suggests. "Okay good idea." Cooper holds Sabs hand and kisses her. Nessa looks at them feeling a knot in her stomach. "You know what I'm just going to stay home." Nessa says. "Come on Nessa you haven't ate anything today all you had was a bottle of water." Sab reminds her. "I'm fine really I'm not hungry but happy birthday Cooper see you guys" Goes upstairs.

Cooper looks at her worried because he is the only one that knows she has a eating disorder and she hadn't ate anything for 2 days. While Sab and Jaden went to the store Cooper goes upstairs.

"Hey baby." Cooper kisses Nessa. "Hi." Nessa giggles. Cooper sits on the bed. "Can you please come to dinner with us?" Cooper asks rubbing her leg with his thumb. "Cooper I can't." Nessa looks at him. "Please for me." Cooper asks cutely. Nessa looks at him. "For my birthday." Cooper begs. "Fine." Nessa gives up. "Thank you." Cooper kisses her and she responds by kissing back.

"Ooo I see a piano what song are you writting now can I hear it?" Cooper asks. "Ummm." Nessa looks down. "Please it will be the only thing I want for my birthday." Cooper begs. Nessa sighs. "Fine." Nessa says starting to play the piano.

Dying On The Inside

"You should take it as a compliment
If I were you, I would be more confident"
"You're lucky that you're pretty
Why are you obsessed with your appearance?"
"I don't wanna hear it, you're fine"

It's been my best-kept secret for a while now
No one ever sees it, but it's all around
It's the dinner conversation no one talks about
Don't know how much longer I can keep this down

Beauty is a knife
I've been holding by the blade
Swallowing my pride so I won't eat anything
It's all a lie, honestly, it's eating me alive
They're all like
"Did you change your hair?"
"Did you lose a little weight?"
"You should keep it up 'cause it really looks great"
I hate that I always look my best
When I'm dying on the inside
When I'm dying on the inside

I wish I could break the mirror
That makes me feel like I should fucking disappear
And drown my demons in a bathtub filled with tears
No matter what I try, they always seem to come back to life

What if I didn't do this to my body?
What if I quit and then you don't want me?
The dinner conversation no one talks about
Don't know how much longer I can keep this down

Beauty is a knife
I've been holding by the blade
Swallowing my pride so I won't eat anything
It's all a lie, honestly, it's eating me alive
They're all like
"Did you change your hair?"
"Did you lose a little weight?"
"You should keep it up 'cause it really looks great"
I hate that I always look my best
When I'm dying on the inside
When I'm dying on the inside
When I'm dying on the inside

"You should take it as a compliment
If I were you, I would be more confident"
"You're lucky that you're pretty
Why are you obsessed with your appearance?"
"I don't wanna hear it, you're fine"