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by Lola
Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #1540159
This poem describes how teenage girls really feel when they think of a model.
Lie to me

Mirror, mirror
Lie to me
Show me what I want to see
I’m dying from this fat I try to burn
I’m not you’re average school girl
A skeleton I walk the halls
Bones poking out from beneath my skin
I don’t eat I want to be thin
The unhealthy forte I bear
Ignore my eating habits
I know you don’t really care
I’m anorexic- what an ugly brand
I hide behind the layers of my smile
So what if I’m stick thin?
I like these size zero pants I finally fit in
Who cares if I’m sixteen,
And only weigh around seventy six
These pale cheeks-I’m beautiful
Don’t tell me I’m not- when I could be a model
You see that girl on that magazine?
She’s just as small as me
Who needs meat, I eat protein bars
Just one a day- so I don’t starve
I’m perfectly healthy don’t mind me
I like being a Barbie
Mirror, mirror
Lie to me
Show me what I want to see
Because I hate the girl
Staring back at me
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