Beauty is pain you say as you pull my hair
Beauty is pain as you stab me with needles
Beauty is pain as you tell me I'm almost there
I'm almost beautiful
At these words I fill with joy
Only to have it drained
I wasn't good enough before
My features far too atrocious to be seen
My skin ruined with blemishes
Eyes not big enough
Smile not wide enough
Stomach not flat enough
Why wasn't I good enough?
My gentle eyes blotched to gaping holes that my soul has escaped from
A perfect smile lays on my face, permanent
My rib cage smashed so I could have hour glass perfection
I am only beautiful when I'm in pain
I am only beautiful when Im hungry
I am only beautiful when I'm perfect
I am only beautiful when Im dying
Beauty is pain
My arms tell a different story
