Disorder. - Poem by Kelsey Bachmeier
She wants to act ok,
she wants to be alright
she knows this habits hard to break
and this unhealthy feeling she just can't shake
the movies on t.v
tell her it's alright
the models in the magazines
show her the bars at height
her parents don't know her pain
her shadows a dieing frame
her body's weak beneath her feet
and a broken fall, her small fatigue.
with a hand on her dresser
yet her shoulders filled with pressure
she falls down again
black outs begin
then the room, it starts to spin.
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