I wait through
Hours of activities
I keep my hands
On my lap
I can't paint
How I see myself
As an animal
I can't write
Letters to myself
I can't say hello
To the new girl
When Marina
Told me spots
Here are precious
There is a waiting list
And I know that means
Who was here is gone
Is Marina gone
Not gone, that is soft
Is she dead
Is it just Sandra's
Replacement?
You can't replace a girl
With another and expect me
Not to notice,
To smile and nod
And make friends
The new girl has bandages
Wrapped around her wrists
And I hate her for her weakness
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The Weightless One
Teen FictionEvery bit of food I eat Is turning into more thoughts And what do I do with the thoughts I am too afraid to say? After a party changed everything, Miranda loses her appetite. She is placed in an eating disorder treatment program, where she must be b...
