**P.s I did not write this poem, I found it online and decided to share it with you**
They'll check yor wrist's
But not your thighs
They'll hear your laughs
But not your cries
Smile much, laugh loud, make jokes and lies
And they won't see the depression in your eyes
Just keep calm and starve yourself
You need to be pretty, forget your health
Go look in the mirror on the wall
You need to be skinny, thin and tall
Another vut upon your thigh
One step closer to goodbye
~unknown
