This is a Human AU, about anorexic Pearl. (You know, how she doesn't like eating? I feel like that would transfer over to human her)


Guilt was familliar

familliar still

it held against her will

her will to eat

first felt the guilt of eating her lunch

told her to stop

to follow her hunch

That her thighs were too big

Stomach too fat

And all of the rolls that formed when she sat

So a decision was made

a treaty

a pact

Stop eating and that will get rid of your fat

So she obliged

and started the lies

the lies not to eat

Right up til she dies

Then she wrote the anthem, the anthem began,

Beauty is only bone deep.

So then it began.

It all started slowly

oozing

Not enough to notice.

Just one skipped meal,

A serving less

I've already eaten, were lies at best.

Yet soon it grew

it grew

it grew

It engulfed

it controled

It drove her.

Told her the anthem

the anthem that sang,

Beauty is only bone deep.

She wakes up from a painful sleep,

Hunger calls out 'let us eat'

But we can't.

Must stay strong

All night long

Beauty is only bone deep.

Thin is the goal,

Thin is the goal,

Beauty is only bone deep.

To starve a night or three

Just let me be

I can take care of myself

Dont need

You watching over me.

Roses fail to try and coax her

Tender touches and encouraging words

Can hardly be heard

over the sound

of how much she hates

Her body

Her mind

Her life

Shouting out the much repeated phrase,

Beauty is only bone deep.

10 pounds later; lighter; she still

Starves herself against her will

force does nothing, neither bribe

Will this young girl, premature die?

The bones pop out

her skin hollow

Face is carved out, white as snow

She labours to breath, and breathes so softly

As if death is at touch

He won't let her sleep.

But one can change

For the better

Make better choices, in the latter

Though started out small

And scarce to none,

Soon grew larger

Stronger

Fuller

And yet she still goes hungry

Just a little bit

She thrives, not anymore

Stricken to hunger

And though the phrase still lingers

it

has little meaning.

She now knows,

that beauty is not bone deep.