Light as air
She rises
Light, like her hair
She hides behind disguises
Light is her heart
Bright are her eyes
Light, as she dances in the dark
Hides the secrets and the lies
Light is her weight
While she stares at the scale
Light, naked, and afraid
Locked in her personal jail
Light, it's overrated
Being liked, it's no fun
Light, she hates it
She can't compete with the sun
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Bulimia and anorexia are real challenges for the young.
Nicely done.
Indeed they are. Thank you for reading!
Great write
Thank you very much!
Welcome
I really enjoyed the twist you added at the end, where you learn that even though she is light, she does not love her light. It really resonated with me and was beautifully written.
Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed.
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