Anorexia, from the eyes of a movie star

 

Camera, cameras, flash. Click, Click, snap.  The people all stare but it’s my job not to care.

She tells me I’m pretty, he tells me I’m fine. But it’s always there, in the back of my mind.

Books and magazines exemplify me. There she is!   

The woman to be.                                                                                                        

But I look in the mirror and I hate what I see.

I look down at my hands; and now I have a plan.

“You’re so skinny!” they say.                                                                               Finally.                                                                                                                    

I’ve waited so long for this day.

As time passes my smile fades…

My teeth are yellowing, my hair is falling out. 

And suddenly they say; they think I need help.

Now I look in the mirror and I’m surprised by what I see.                                                                                This reflection.

Could it really be me?

My skin is pale, my eyes are sunken in.

This is not what I wanted; I wish it would end.

All I wanted was to be pretty I just wanted to be thin.                                                                                  But the saddest part ?  I still didn’t win.

 

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