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Tear Stains And Ink Marks..

I was reading through my things and I found something I wrote quite some time ago. It's obvious that I was going through alot and it's even more obvious that it was during my sick time when I wrote it. It's sad, it's almost repulsive, but yet I find it beautiful. It's a true expression of myself at the time, so I figured I'd share it with all of you.


You don't know me.
You look at me and what do you see?
You see a girl that wears a smile on her face.
But do you see the stain on her teeth?
The stain of striving for perfection.
The stain of striving to be thin.
She smiles for the world
but when it's her alone with herself
she breaks down in tears.
You don't know me.
You see a girl who appears happy.
But are you there when she is staring in the mirror
she can hardly stand still
the urge of wanting to run to the toilet overcomes her.
You don't know me.
You see this girl that you assume is strong and ready to live life.
But this girl has been taken over by a disease.
She is weak and barely living at all.
You do not know me.
Don't even try to guess..
because you may not want to know.



Just so you know, I'm much much happier and healthier than that now.

Marks Ink Stains Tear

That's a good poem! Not a very creative topic, but nevertheless a good poem.