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My mirror is broken, It tells of great lies. My tummy is flatter, I'm sure I had thighs. I know that I'm fitter, I've gained 20 pounds. My hair was once neat, Now looks like a hounds.
Always dreamed of being a model / actress & a singer .. But ,I never to the chance to be any closer to it . I'm not a perfect built girl who has the perfect skin , body , hair .
I Dream Of The Day When Females Don't Think They Have To Look Like Barbies. The Day When Teenage Girls Don't Watch TV And See Ads With Perfect Looking Women, And Feel Like They're Not Good Enough.
We all know what society's views are on people and the way they are supposed to look. Girls; skinny and feminine. Guys; buff and manly.
Sorry baby, but the media says You weigh too much and you look a mess. Sorry baby, I heard it on TV, You're clearly depressed if you're that skinny.
First take a beautiful girl and tell her she is ugly. Then tell her she must lose weight, make her insecure. After this you are ready for a photo-shoot.
I hate you spot, I hate the lot. Stupid little acne breakout, You make me want to scream and shout.
I look into the mirror, There's cracks along the glass, A world to look into, Staring into a mask.
I have a little sister She's many many miles away She's just 16, You told her she was old enough, to restrict herself from everything in life, every little thing that she should be proud, to be...
Three mile runs, Letting off some steam, Getting home then eating, My weight in ice cream. Chocolate gooey goodness, Undoing all the run, Feeling really bloated, Like I weigh a ton.
Did she thought she was beautiful in that emaciated body.
Verna is no witch lady, but Erutàron's fridge filled with Red Delicious, she sure is crafty, Athena tells Ondine don't be moody, still Ondine pictures a ladies room, one lavatory banging and jolty.
''Glitter why do you leave me. I need the pink in my cheeks, my sticking out sharp cheek-bones' The menth-breath of Frissons inside her newly black-dotted pink lungs.
I've never been bullied as such in my life, but going to an all girls school I realise that girls can be so very mean when they want to.
This may sound a bit weird but don't diss me for saying this.
I used to love my skin. I felt good in my own skin. Itches everywhere and all the time. Scratching, getting sore all the time. Collecting dirt, accumulating dust. Dry skin, always moisten it I must.
My friend is also my enemy, Sticking around for a while; then exchanging me. Running away with 'A' is not cool, Especially as it leaves me open to ridicule. I'm left cold without you and get stared...
Mothers are a brilliant source of encouragement aren't they. Can you tell in this instance I'm being sarcastic.
I want to surf high on a wave Watching the surfers makes me crave To walk on water handsome and brave To master the board and tame the wave But tight rubber suits put me off Ok in the bedroom to be...
Demons haunt me in the dark My own demons I have birthed, Pricking me with pins so sharp With every negativity on earth.
My sister is 10 years old. She get picked on for being overweight. And I can't do sh*t. She tells me her favorite song is What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction...it makes her feel beautiful.
She stares out at you, Every strand of hair in place, No blemishes upon her face.
ANGER. When my guy leaves the toilet seat up. FEAR. They don't have those gorgeous shoes in my size. SADNESS.
I saw a fairly recent photo of me today and was quickly reminded of why I avoid being photographed like the plague. I’m huge.