I want to cry, but she would die if she knew.

Another two weeks go by, with an eternity on the hips.
What?No you refuse to think like this, your not one of them.
Refuse to be sucked into the horror filled light,
that eerie glow that causes everything to look oh so different.
Girl, your not one of them, stop pretending.stop lying to yourself.
But still another two weeks go by, with an eternity on the hips.
Another wasted dream wasted in the night, unfulfilled,useless.
Its a dark night out there, but the stars light it up, creating
this mass allusion of safety.
But dreams are useless so they say.
Just like you. Pathetic little idiot girl, your not even of age.
What makes you think anyone could love you, what makes you think
that you could make it in the world?
What was that? You have a dream, do you?
Well who the hell doesn't, its a big world out there,
if you want to do, or be anything useful in this life,
you better work hard. You want to be known,
get your name out there, well your not fucking Paris Hilton.
Have you seen your body? This wont come easy.
You have to work harder than you have for anything else,
you have to starve yourself to the point of perfection.
You need serious help girlie, so you've heard, but by the end of this week
nothing will be the same. Not knowing if you want to or not,
but apparently you need to. That's all you know, that they want this,
personally you couldn't care less about the effect on you,
but as long as they get this feeling of safety, and closure, you will be happy.
Its a shame that your the one going in though, your the one
who's hand they'll be holding. But its their hand's your squeezing.
"I may seem crazy
Or painfully shy
And these scars wouldn't be so hidden
If you would just look me in the eye
I feel alone here and cold here
Though I don't want to die
But the only anesthetic that makes me feel anything kills inside."