Media twist mental thoughts, to kill the original belief on beauty. The girls in the movies are all skinny and pretty, fake and plastic sculpted beauties. I sit on the floor and stare at the wall, count how long it's been since i last ate, i can't remember at all. I'm tired of being that girl, the one who looks at herself with disgust, tired of being ashamed of myself whenever i look in the mirror
I'm growing weak, yet i can't shed a pound, I have not eaten I've ignored when my stomach growled. I feel light headed when i barely walk, I start to lose energy when i simply talk. Mother said i was going to die, my sister found out and started to cry. I just sat there on the floor, while my life melted away, and the mortician walked out the door.
All I Wanted Was To Be Beautiful....
The lights shall fade.
Death shall come.
Fire will burn.
Blood will run.
Now my love, sleep tight, dont fret.
When your life ends, there shall be no regrets.
Death shall come.
Fire will burn.
Blood will run.
Now my love, sleep tight, dont fret.
When your life ends, there shall be no regrets.
