Colors
Colors
Blue the color of her eyes
That hid the pain
The ones that ahead the tears
When no one is near
The ones that have the glow even
When the tears flow
Red the color of her lips
The ones that hold back the tips
The tips that mad her once feel full
Now seeps through the tile floor
Pink the color of the nails
That scream I’m Fine as she stands
On the scale after her favorite meal
The nails that pick up her food
In her pantry that counts
The calories and safely puts it back
Till she screams in pain with
Tears running down her face
And blood gushing out
Me the girl who acts like
Loving herself comes easy
But hates herself more everyday
Copyright © Jami Harris | Year Posted 2025
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