I spin in circles
Twirling in frigid pools
Questions of essence existence existentialism
I can be beauty for today
Today I play
Ophelia’s sisters
We drown not in water
But in a culture that wants us dead
Dying
Dying to be thin
We carve out bodies to look more appealing
More worthy of breath
We take drugs
Not for the high
But to feel ok in our skin
Hide away deep inside
The world can not touch us there