Is girls skinny as twigs
With hip bones poking out
With eyes suken in
With hands and arms reaching out
In pink frilly tutus
While striking a ballet pose
A fake smile plastered on their faces.
You see this is my inspiration
This is what I want to look like;
I want to look like a skeleton.
I want to be as light as a feather
So maybe one day I can take flight
And be set free.