Ana

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By Katelyn7

I don't know what to do. I want to look just like you. Skinny,where you can see the bones. So i lay here with the body aches as i pray and dream about the perfect body. I need to lose another pound,just like the one before. So ill keep running circle til i puke and smile inside. Eating only eating enough live i get the dizy feeling that makes you feel high. But i'm still not skinny enough,and i will never be until i'm light enough to fly into sky. As the tears come and i take my last breathe. i stare at my bones and realize i never did get where i wanted to be. but once God opens the door,i'll be able to see.

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September 22, 2008 19:15Zarissa

that's real good it made me see the pressure girls go through