My whole life—wanting to be enough

Wanting to be skinny

Wanting to get the guy

Wanting to be perfect

But fuck it

Beauty is pain

But trying to be beautiful is agony

But lately the strive is dragging me

So low

So damn low

Wanting to be a model

Stop eating for a while 

Running until I fall

Will he ever call

Will anyone want me

Will anyone love me

For who I am

For what I’m worth

Am I just dirt?

Putting on the makeup

Crying in the mirror

Afraid to be myself

I know that I need help

To figure out what my worth is 

But fuck the world

Because I am enough

I am beautiful

And i have worth

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