A mind in turmoil, a soul in pain
A constant battle, within my brain
I see a different image, in the mirror each day
An illusion that leads me, further astray
The voice inside, whispers lies in my ear
Telling me, what I should and shouldn't fear
It tells me I'm not good enough, not thin enough, not pretty enough
And I fall into its trap, it's a never-ending bluff
The weight of the world, feels heavy on my chest
As I strive to be perfect, and ignore the rest
I count calories, measure my worth in pounds
And in the midst of it all, my true self drowns
The world around me, seems to fade away
As I focus on my body, every single day
I can't escape the grip, of this invisible force
That keeps me trapped, on this destructive course
But deep down inside, I know the truth
That beauty comes in all shapes and hues
That happiness cannot be found, in a number on a scale
And that my worth is not defined, by the food I inhale
So I'll fight against, the lies in my head
And I'll choose to love myself, instead
I'll embrace my flaws, and imperfections too
And I'll break free, from this cycle and say adeiu.
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