Broken Model

June 3, 2012
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Torn photos lay around me
Sticking my head on new bodies
Starving myself just to be skinny
Wishing I didn’t have to, but there never is too thin
I went from a size 12 to a size 8
But I still was fat, still mentally overweight
Surviving on water was not surviving at all
But I was trapped in a mental prison and I couldn't break the wall
I was jealous of the pretty girls, they had it all
They were so skinny without even trying
Every time I tried it was like my Caribbean roots kept defying
My thighs still fat
Bottom still big
But as my chest contracts you could see my ribs
Reflecting a 21st century view
Size 0 was the only size I wanted to get to.

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