Picture Perfect

I feel so Inferior
Like i dont belong
They call me fat and ugly
I laugh and pretend im strong
I look in the mirror
And see exactly what they see
A lonely little girl
but a not so little me
I just want to be beautiful
is that so much to ask?
To wake up in the morninig
And to not have to hide behind my mask
I stop all my eating
They still call me names
Fatty, Chubby, Whale
These are all to blame
I hear them chuckle
Talk behind my back
I continue losing weight
And finding things i lack
Her body, with her face
Her smile with that laugh
That hair with those eyes
Her thighs and her calfs
I want to be like that
be the picture perfect girl
not be my stupid self
have a differnt life unfurl
im tired of all the torture
and sick of all the names
i cant take this anymore
its causing too much pain
youll find me in the morninig
laying in my bed
turns out ill never be skinny enough
not untill im dead