There’s a little girl
She is lonely
But she is not alone
She is hungry
But she will not eat
She is sad
But she will smile
She cuts
But she hides it
She throws up her food
She’ll never tell anyone
There’s a little girl
She’s looking in the mirror
Her reflection isn’t her
But it is
That little girl?
Is me.
YOU ARE READING
Skinny
PoetryOnce upon a time I stayed up a little too late and poured my feelings into poems.
