Goosebumps rise on worthless skin
How am I in the body I'm in.
Pinching fingers measure fat
behind unsuspecting peoples backs.
Cry at mirrors, hide in stalls
Try to run behind the walls.
I cannot escape myself
and the ugly will not fix itself.
Searching for something close to perfection
But I can’t bear to face my reflection.
Rising numbers on a scale
Are constant reminder of how I fail.
Try to exercise and eat 'healthy'
Still the ugly won’t be free.
binge almost purge but I am too afraid
To do anything but scold myself for changes that need to be made.
Slowly I am just my calories
And soon I live just to be skinny
Trying to fix what I see before me
Don’t know how to be.
Losing control of the mirror and also the knife
Trapped in a reflection, losing my life.