On a scale

I look in the mirror 

Like any girl my age

But I'm repulsed in horror 

At what is on stage

 

I look at those numbers 

Wait for them to go down again 

114, 113, 112

But it's never enough 

 

I'm getting thinner 

But I still feel fat

So I'll skip another day

111, 110, 109

I'm going to lose my mind 

 

I'll lose track of days

114

Will stare back

With a harmful and shameful gaze

 

So I'll starve another day 

Anything to be "hot"

112, 111, 113

I wish for once this was all a dream

Bee.Lover

VT

16 years old

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