half truth

Flesh she knew she never wanted, flesh she despised. Stark, heinous reflection. Loathing, anguish, torture

Laughter hides pain, cut away skin. What's left behind

Betrayed by those once held close. tape he left plays in her head

Walk out in the field, open your mouth wide. Mend a fractured mind, stand up. Try, let go, unbearable

Living in a hell. Never content with the body in the mirror. It's so foreign, I hate it

Can I be as I believe myself to be, these lines I confess in the present unknown