I Am
I Am
It told me I was fat
Said I was ugly and not worth love
Shouted in my ear until I could hear nothing else
Blinded me from seeing the truth
And then the truth was all I could see
It starved me
Destroyed me until I was nothing but a body
A broken body with a face that didn't smile
But I am not that person anymore
Not the person who let something so harmful enter my mind
It's not just a disorder
It is a killer
But I am not a victim
I am not the lies that i told me
I was broken down but I rebuilt myself
I am strong, smart, and beautiful
And my story has just begun
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