the girls i know are witty.
they are smart and they are beautiful.
but i know i don't know everything.
i know that they they probably go home at night staring into a mirror and finding all the things they hate.
all the flaws and tiny things that are wrong.
i know they pinch the skin on their stomach but ignore their slender arms starving for calories.
i know they slit their wrists hoping to find relief, but instead find a blood so brilliant, it begs to be spilled.
the girls i know are possessed by the idea that they aren't good enough.
the girls i know swallow pills in the hopes of silence.
but the thing i wish i could teach the girls i know is that they are a masterpiece, designed specifically to be exactly who they are, and nothing less.
