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Wind ruffles my tangled hair, Jeans hanging low, like I don’t care. Locker slams, hallways glare, Whispers follow, I feel the stare. Polished girls in skirts too short, Glossed-up lips in perfect sport. If they’re the rule, then I distort, A crooked line in their report. Tried the skirts I never wore, Counted bites, then ate no more. Pills and fingers, slammed the door, Still inside, I’m nothing more. Mirror glass, break me tonight, I wear their world, but lose my sight. High ponytails, mascara bright, Still inside, I fight my fight. Shopping bags, tags still on, Tops too tight, the tags are gone. Friends stare shocked, parents withdrawn, But in my chest, a storm lives on. Hallway lights reflect their smiles, I try to match, but it beguiles. Hunger gnaws, pills compile, Perfect outside, chaos inside piles. Tried the skirts I never wore, Counted bites, then ate no more. Pills and fingers, slammed the door, Still inside, I’m nothing more. Mirror glass, break me tonight, I wear their world, but lose my sight. High ponytails, mascara bright, Still inside, I fight my fight. Teachers nod, they don’t see me, Friends whisper, their laughter free. I run my fingers down my spine, This polished shell is not mine. I touch the glass, it cuts, it bleeds, All their rules, their perfect needs. Hollow doll in crowded halls, I crash it down, Mirror glass, shattered wide, I wear their world, but die inside. Every mask I tried to hide, Broken now, my soul can’t bide.

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