Expectations

Small waist, wide hips

  pretty face and long legs

They hurt us, use us and tell us what we can and cannot be

  We ask them to stop, we beg and plea

We stop eating and slit our wrists

  It's really making us pissed

You need to stop

  This bullshit is non-stop

You rape and beat us

  But we don't make a fuss

It was just a joke they say

  I laugh in disbelief as my body decays

I cry, tears running down my now plastic face

  Decaying, dying with grace...