Little ribbons and thights and pretty dresses
Looking put together but they're cute little messes
Those girls with their perfumes and red lipstick
Who are romanticising that they are sick
And that they don't want to be okay
Daily listening to Lana del Rey
Beeing part of the pro ana nation
Smoking to stop the food craving
Older boyfriend cause of daddy issues
Wearing pearls and tiny little shoes
All bones and skin, pale pale skin
White and pink the colours that win
Ricecakes and diet coke and skipping dinner
Doing everything just to get thinner
Jewellry and lingerie and white bedsheets
Celebrating how their insides hurt and bleed
Voices so high pitched and smooth
The embodiment of girlhood and youth
Drinking unsweetened tea during rainy weather
The asthetic for kids who don't wanna get better

I shouldn't want to be one of them
Pictures don't tell the whole truth
But sometimes I can't help but think, that beeing like them would feel good