I want to be a pretty girl
I want to be a girl that boys want
I want to be a girl that looks good in clothing
I want to be a girl that girls are jealous of
I want to be a pretty girl.
Every time I look in the mirror
I cry
Every time I step on the scale
I scream
I skip one meal today
Maybe 2 meals tomorrow
By the end of the week
I haven't eaten in 5 days
When I don't eat
Things are ok
Because who could love
A fat
Ugly girl
Like me
I'm going to starve
Im going to purge
Because one day
I'm going to be a pretty girl
YOU ARE READING
Vanish
PoetryShe was gone long before you noticed **TRIGGER WARNING** Suicide, anxiety, depression, eating disorders, etc.
