He says, I see

Another one about someone with bulimia/anorexia/eating disorder

He says he loves me

He says I’m pretty

But I look at myself in the mirror

Gross is all I see

 

Sometimes I believe

It has to be real, maybe

But why would a guy be

With someone like me?

 

Fats around my tummy

My thighs and my arm

All my life

I’ve been told that I am plump

 

The girls on tv

They are so skinny

Im not like that

How can I be pretty?

 

He says he loves me

For who I am inside

But does he really know

How much I hide?

 

But he sees me

Through my lies

He sees the broken pieces

Behind my eyes

 

Hope

Reviews

[DJ]

Hold on to that hope, hope is a beautiful thing. I find it so sad how the media etc give this sick and twisted view of what they believe makes a beautiful woman and anyone who does not fit this mold is forced to think that they are not beautiful. I would love to see a world that is more accepting of difference, one that accepts people for who they are not what they look like or 'should' look like. Great writing yet again. Captivating.

[Hana Saemon]

In an ideal world perhaps. but the media has fed us with such a sick view of how we should be and there is no known cure for it. thank you once again :)

[DJ]

Very true. The cure has to lye with society but its hard to cure when almost all of society has some form of sick view on things.

[London's Lily]

I've thought & felt every word of this ~ I see what you meant when you said you could identify with my poem of the same topic! This is very well written, definitely hits the nail on the head (and touches the heart).

[Hana Saemon]

Battled with bulimia for 10 yrs n im glad im still alive. I do still hv issues though, n it tears me down inside. Thank you for your comments n kind words :)