How could something so small take up so much space in my heart,

And I know that in reality it shouldn’t matter at all,

But the truth doesn’t stop me,

I turn a blind eye and let myself fall deeper into the endless rabbit hole its created for me,

And why should I stop it,

Why should I fight back,

Why should I try to break free from its hardened grasp,

When society has taught me that it’s all I’ll ever be,

That my self worth will only ever be measured by the perceptions of myself that I’ll _never_ ever be,

Though I try and I try to live up to this broken world’s version of perfect,

It’s sickly webs stretch to my mind,

Poisoning my eyes,

You’re either too fat or too skinny,

And I can’t seem to comprehend how to deal with that,

And when your in the middle,

“Healthy” by every doctor’s definition,

Your not happy either,

The grass could always be greener,

But your weight is only a glimpse of the whole story,

Because your eyes become poisoned and there’s no way of undoing that.