She doesn't see it in her eyes,
All that matters to her is her size.
She lies that she already ate,
And every night she checks her weight.
But its never good enough,
And stopping is way too tough.
So now she feels out of control and weak,
Plus she's too afraid to speak.
She tells these white lies,
Though, the truth is in her eyes.
She became dangerously thin.
All you could see was bones, not skin.
She looked very pale,
And one night, she took one last look at the scale.
"You took my happiness, beauty, and freedom!" she bawls.
"I was beautiful," she says as she falls.
That night, she lost her war,
But she did realize she was beautiful before.