
i look in the mirror
and it lies to me
it tells me I'm ugly
to fat
or to skinny
my eyes are to squinted
my nose is to big
my hair is to curly
and i believe the lies
i let them get to my head
i start wishing i was beautiful
if only i was beautiful
then maybe they would accept me
thats when i declared eating wasnt for me
people ask me questions
i dont answer
i begin to isolate myself
from everyone
and my emotions get the best of me
the cuts on my arms multiply
the tears fall like rain down my face
i feel so alone
and it all started because of that stupid mirror.

1 comment:
this isn't about you is it?
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