In a world of glossy pages and eyes that judge, She walked a path, her spirit wouldn't budge. Eating less, living on air, Hoping to fit, into beauty's snare.

Days without food, nights filled with pain, Her body weakened, nothing to gain. Till one day, in the sun's harsh light, She fainted, a heartrending sight.

In silence, she heard, a wake-up call, The cost of fitting in, almost made her fall. With care and love, she began to see, The beauty in being, in simply being free.

She learned to love the soul within, Breaking free from a battle, she couldn't win. This ballad sings, a tale so true, Of finding worth, in the view anew.