Glass

Pretty

They said.

I was pretty.

They said.

I was cute.

They said.

They were jealous.

But they weren't.

They lied.

The saw.

So differently.

They made fun.

They laughed.

They gossiped.

And I never.

Listened.

Because I knew.

Listening would hurt.

I heard.

And ignored.

Until it was.

Too much.

Ignoring hurt more.

Than listening.

Even though.

Listening cause action.

That action.

Still hurt less.

Than ignoring.

I felt worthy.

Of their praise.

Until it wasn't enough.

I felt worthy.

Of their words.

Until I didn't believe.

I felt worthy.

Of my life.

Until I knew I shouldn't.

Every meal skipped.

Every pound lost.

Was an accomplishment.

And no one ever knew.

Because I still looked.

And acted.

And sounded.

And felt.

The same.

It didn't hurt.

I was fine.

I was fixing myself.

And I was happy.

I was happy.

Was happy.

Happy.