I seek perfection
I can't be perfect
Starving myself
Is it really worth it?
Nobody wants a chubby girl
It's all swimsuit models in bikinis
But if I can't feel good in my own skin
Don't I have the right to change it?
It's frowned upon to be anorexic
People just expect you to magically get thin
But all my life I haven't thought twice
Where does weight begin?
I slowly miss meals one by one
Until I eat barely at all
Yet my stomachs not flat
My thighs are still fat
So I guess I won't eat at all
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Shadow's Poetry
PoetryMy poems. I created these myself, so feel free to criticise you jerks. Basically these are my thoughts crammed into one tiny corner of the Wattpad community
