This is me!

You notice the tick on the side of my shirt,
and the size and price of my skirt.
You notice that I have no split ends,
and like my post of me and my many friends.
You wish you could smile as much as I do,
and you compliment me on my abilities everyday too.

But you miss the hard labor job that I do,
and the hospital records because of my anorexia too.
You miss the fact that I am wearing a wig,
and the amount of hours spent on photoshop just for that pic.
But you cant see through my smile and notice it is not real,
and all the other things are to much for me to reveal.

That skirt cost much more than money can reach.

I am starving but dont want anything to eat.

My wig is a priority for me.

The amount of likes doesnt compare to hours i had no sleep.

My smile is temporary, after a while it sinks.

At this point that A+ means nothing to me.

This is the real me, the one that you will never meet.