Thin

To be beautiful To be perfection To be someone whom everyone notices So hard I tried Starving and lies Screams in my head telling me I'm OK I always give in to them I always allow myself to fall The mirror is not my friend anymore It always tells me things I don't want to know Makes me feel like I could do so much more And every time I stand in front of it... I'm scared of the words it'll spit "Still too fat," "You haven't changed much" Then the cycle repeats The diets and the skips For my strive to be thin...