She gets on the scale
And she weighs almost 110
She can't catch her breath
'I'm fat' she said again.
She can't stand the weight
She's lost 5 pounds in three days
But she won't stop
Until she's so skinny and praised.
She's not good enough for the family
So she bleeds out her dreams
And throws up her sinful soul
Until there is no dignity
She's horrible.
No love, no hope
She can't help the feelings inside
She wants something right for once
The perfect body with scarred arms.
Just watch as perfection and reality
finally both collide.
Tragedy is in the path.
Watch her die.
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