I'm one of those girls that
can count her ribs without touching them.
I'm one of those girls that
can find the shape of my bones through the translucence of my skin.
I'm one of those girls that
can understand exactly how thin the human body can be.
I'm one of those girls that
is called anorexic and told I should eat more.
I'm one of those girls that
everyone thinks is so pretty and beautiful because I'm a twig with skin and a
little bit of flesh that makes me look alive.
I'm one of those girls that
has a corpse instead of a body and souls within my eyes instead of my heart.
I'm one of those girls that
doesn't understand exactly know how she came to be this way but
I'm one of those girls and
don't we look so pretty?
//disclaimer, I am not anorexic. No one get scared. I have however been told I look anorexic and that I should eat more. Even though all I do is eat//
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Raindrop Thoughts
PoetryRain is the way the earth cleans herself of the sins committed upon her flesh. ~~~ My third poetry collection. When The Blood Ran Black was my first one, Let Me Show You The Night is my second one, and this is the third installment. I know, I know...
