Just another eating disorder teen

I can feel I'm falling
back into the past
i new my security
just wouldn't last

I'm staring into the mirror
battling with my reflection
so scared to fall below their standards
set by their perfection

i reluctantly wake in the morning
frustrated I'm not yet dead
all of my insecurities
are messing with my head

just a little of my waist line
then on to my hips
i hear these toxic words
role fluently off my lips

i don't want to be
just another eating disorder teen
I've tried to fight this
but I'm drawn to what I've been