My parents
Understand
That it's hard.
Though
They don't
Understand
Why.
I've tried
To explain.
My mother
Tries
To
Listen
And
Comprehend
The
Pressure.
But her
Mind
Can't grasp
What
Mine can.
I look
At food
As a
Calorie number;
Not
A
Meal.
And
It's not just
About
Being skinny,
Or pretty.
It's about
Being both.
Being
Perfect,
And
Not
A
Pound
More.
But no one
Is perfect.
So I
Try
To be
The closest
Thing to it;
Skinny.
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Ana in Wonderland
PoetryPreslee Taylor - it girl of Northwood High. Everyone adores her and wants to be her, except her. She hates herself, and starves herself, and cuts herself. She is at a constant battle with anorexia, bulimia, and depression. Will she win the fight for...
