It takes so much work
Though, there are never any perks.
You tell yourself it's worth it
But there is only leftover grit.
It started because everyone told you to
It turned into to just being you.
You just skipped one meal
Though that didn't seem to be enough for the deal.
It turned to a day of not eating
Then it turned to a self hatred beating.
It is all quite alright though
Because your own self image was your foe
Because you only feel beautiful
When you are starving...
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Take Me Home (Original Poems)
PoetryThese are the words that fill my head. Original poems.