Don’t you dare
Point your finger
At my family
Judge them guilty
For not seeing
What was happening to me.
Nor say it’s society
Not speaking a word
As women of Hollywood
Pecking at their food
-Just like little birds-
Get known as the lollipop girls.
And don’t try to tell me
I should be ashamed,
I am the one to blame
For being good at hiding,
Not showing I was skinny,
And stopping myself from eating.
Because if you dared
You’d have to say
Why you looked the other way
Not meeting my eyes (they belonged to a dead)
Hoping someone would care
Explain what was going on in my head.
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