Shaking, 24-7,
but, I couldn't care.
I'm trying to be beautiful.
I want to be as light as air.
My head always hurts,
But, it don't bother me.
My mind's always spinning,like I'm going crazy.
My stomach always growls.
Telling me I need food.
But, food is poison.
If I eat, I'll be in a worse mood.
My body always aches.
I starve myself without shame.
I'm always shaking cold.
But, hell, Beauty is pain.
I promised myself
I wouldn't do this again.
Whats wrong with me?
With my hair held back, I sit on the floor.
Purging and purging until I can't take anymore.
I am beautiful, I am strong.
Those people who said I was weak, their wrong.
If I wasn't strong, I would have given this away.
I wouldn't have lived like this everyday.
sticking my finger down my throat, just so maybe I'll be good.
Maybe I'll be perfect like I should.
They call me weak a lot, I'll prove them wrong.
I'll show them I'm perfect, show them I'm strong.
Those pretty models, I want to be like them all.
I would careless if I became Ana's little doll.
And for you, I know you think I'm weak.
You think my tears are about to leak.
You think I'll break down and cry
at your feet, you think I'll just die.
Only because I love you, am I doing this.
Only because I long for one simple kiss.
Is that too much to ask for, please don't lie.
I want to know the answer, and I want to know why.
I'm sorry I'm not beautiful enough, but, this is the best I can do,
I'm sorry I'm not pretty and I can't please you.
I'm sorry she's better then me, and I can't help it.
I'm sorry I went so long being sorry about shit.
So don't sugar-coat it again, I'm an big girl, I can take this, I know.
Will you open up, and let your emotions show.
Show me you love me, or show me your hate.
I knew this was a bad idea but, its already too late.
So now am I beautiful? I'm starved for love,
If I didn't care, I wouldn't do all this above.
I don't care what I have to do,
just so one day...
I may be beautiful enough for you.
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