She smiles.
She laughs.
She seems happy.
She looks fine...
Look into her eyes, there you will find that the girl who you believe is fine. Is collapsing inside. Yet she is strong enough to lie...

She has mastered the fake smile you see. She learned to hold back the tears she knew were there. Its honestly like no one would ever notice that she isn't all right. She believes not one person cares. She feels like she doesn't belong here. She feels out of place.

She hopes to go to a much better place where there is no pain, nor diseases nor sickness or death. Where no one will be hurt and all is at peace. She wants to be free from herself and the world she has grown to hate...

The girl you see knows she is beautiful although a lot of the time she fails to see her beauty. Tears form in her eyes when she is on the scales and sees she isn't as light as she dreams to be. She has days where she would like to break everything her reflection is seen in. She knows her imperfections and flaws could become an issue which is why she is worried about becomming too close to people.
She struggles to trust. She no longer wants to be hurt. Those professionals who are helping don't care they are just paid to be there. This girl who is breaking slowly is now looking for the day her life fades away. She cannot wait to die...

This girl is... me...