Little girls with plastic smiles
So thin you see their veins
Yet still wanting to be thinner
Starvation of the vain
They're porcelain fragile
And plastic perfect
So better than you or me
Beautiful as sunrise
Only thats not what they see
Imaginary imperfetctions
And distorted mirror reflections
So they starve themselves a little more
Till no bit of fat remains
And then they fall down to the floor
Breaths are short and shallow
Gasping and a heart that beats too fast
But they still cant see their beauty
Blind right to their last
There isn't really much of a rhyme scheme to this one I don't think I just kinda kept writing what came to mind.
