My Friend

Why must we be unhappy?
Why do the realest people go through the most tragedy?
They say we learn with every mistake... Even if we do the right thing,
There's so much misogyny.
Women need to be pretty,
Stay the same weight,
And look like a Barbie doll.
If they don't then why be living?
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My friend is beautiful,
But she doesn't believe so.
I try to encourage her too!
She just tells me that,
Because I'm skinny,
I wouldn't understand what she's going through,
But I do.
I know.
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 I'm skinny,
But I'm not healthy,
I have an eating problem,
One she doesn't even know.
I told her once,
How it goes,
Skip a meal,
Skip my favorite food,
For less carbs to gain.
But on the inside... I'm going insane!
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I wish she'd see her beauty,
Her loving soul.
I can't believe she's so scared,
To accept herself alone.
She thinks no one thinks different of her, That how she thinks...
Is the exact same thing..
They think of her.
It isn't true.
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How do I make it known?
That regardless of what people think, She's beautiful...
And always will be.
I'm trying to help her,
But she doesn't see what I mean.
She's my best friend...
Why doesn't she believe me?