She looked in the mirror and depised what she saw
She loathed every curve and every wrinkle, and flaw
She saw herself unlike others did
And though she pretended she was fine
The always quiet, shy kid
Had a lot of things on her mind
She thought of how she could lose some weight
But she had tried before
She was getting desperate
As she sprawled herself on the floor
She knew what she would do all along
Though it was irrational at best
From today on she wouldn't eat
And she'd put her will power to the test
She wouldn't eat until she was thin
Until she could see her bones
She wanted to be beautiful
Some things she would have to postpone
She decided against going swimming
With a group of her close friends
Although it was good excercise
She had to be careful of what she attends
She would once she had lost some weight
A lot of weight she feared
She didn't want the skinny girls to laugh and say she's weird
So days went by and to her vow she stayed true
Though she often felt quite faint
And though the hunger was intense
She made not one complaint
She actually liked the feeling
It always let her know
That although she wasn't thin just yet
Her efforts would soon show
So now a whole week had passed with nothing, but water to drink
Her mind was so clouded and foggy that she could barely think
She ran around the block each day until she could run no more
She exhausted her self with excercise until she collasped on the floor
She looked in the mirror
But all that she saw
Was every one her few minor flaws
She didn't see what others did
She noticed what only she could
She cried for she had thought with her plan she had been doing so good
She thought she be prettier in others eyes
But they weren't the hard ones to please
She was the one her noticed her flaws
And she dropped down onto her knees
She brought the blade to her wrist
And slashed at the skin
This was the horrible punishment
Punishment for not being thin
She hated the world and blamed it on them
That she had to live this way
For when perfection comes in size zero
It was her who had to pay
The world says we can't be beautiful
Unless we are thin and petite
Society and the media
Teaching girls not to eat
When we were young we were taught that beauty comes in every size
But then we grow up and soon we all realize
The lesson has now been re-written
And in it there no room for us
Unless we are a stick figure
And the cost is too high to assess
I want to beleive I'm beautiful
And about all this I wish I was wrong
I wish the world would turn their cheek and start singing a whole different song
A song about how everyone's beautiful
And about loving how you look
But it's just not that easy
And I'll never get back what they took
I'll never get back my confidence
I'll never feel beautiful again
I won't ever wear a two-peice swim suit
And I won't ever really feel thin
As for the girl we talked about
What they stole from her was worse
She had hated herself so much from falling under their curse
She passed away, but not before she got her wish
Although in her path of self destruction, one thing she did accomplish
She starved to death, but she died thin
As thin as thin could be
But although she got what she truly wanted
It doesn't sound like "happily ever after" to me
They took her life and just because
All she could notice was her flaws
Normal people aren't perfect
And normal people aren't sticks
But the damage is already done now
Our self confidence they can't fix
And if perfection only comes in size zero
I guess million more will be dead
They will meet the same horribly cruel fate that this girl once did
So I guess it's just a curse
Becuase they can't just re-write the wrong
But someone needs to do something soon
Or thousands more will be gone
Fading away to nothing
Dying young cruel deaths
Starving for perfection
Until their final breaths
They see themselves as fat
For their own beauty they cannot see
They think that the kind of beauty they want is that of the models on T.V.
Sticks and stones may break her bones
The pictures and words, worse yet
They just want to be beautiful
So they'll starve themselves to death
Author notes
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A contest entry
- A weeks Worth... by Saphina.
500 points, ended September 8, 2007, 15 entries
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I'm speechless. Amazing job!
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the rhyming in this was super intense.. it gave it a really nice flow...
and how oh so true this is. i have felt like that before, the noticing your flaws when it seems that other people don't or can't..
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This poem is so sad, but so true. This is what women feel they need to subject themselves too. It's a shame. Very nice write. Excellent flow and full of emotion.
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eating disorders, mental disorders, phobias, we are all such a mess, and each one striving for perfection, or perfection as they perceive it to be.
a sad but true write that you have penned, and I think you left nothing out, for though it is long, it is worthy of reading. the media does contribute alot to the disorders of the world and has a heavy impact on young girls, as a teenager, I went through periods of bulimia as I had a friend who encouraged this quick weight loss method. It's frightening now as I read and hear of the one's who die from these disorders. Great write and a subject that societal problem
Thanks for sharing,
Sincerely,
Sassy
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Wow! I'm wordless!
Amazing poem! deep and intense. Strong. Sad. just perfect. This i so good, I felt like you wrote emotions instead of words! Anorexia is just something so deep and sad...
You are a great writter! You really are! Keep writting like this, I think I'll check your poetry more often !!!
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Wow... Lost for words...
Chemical kisses,
Emily x

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thank you wonderfully penned emotion packed poem


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I think I am going to cry... An amaizing poem with such a strong message. You captured the horror, the truth and the wrongs of this issue. Though it is a long poem is in well written and full of thought. I agree with you wholeheartedly on this issue.
Great Job!
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ohh. this is so depressingly true. it's an amazing poem, great job. usually i don't care for long poems as much, but this one works really well. i'm so sorry the world's this way.


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