Bulimia

What started as a few times has now turned into a habit hard to break Everyone is now starting to see no matter how hard I try to hide it or how hard I try to fake I've tried to hide it from everyone including my own family I guess in fear they would think I was stupid or maybe even deny me What started this issue this problem this disease Knowing I will never look like the girls on tv or the cover of magizines Knowing when I see my reflection I'm the furthest thing from them From what everyone wants what seem like "perfection" How can I ever truly be happy with me knowing like them I will never be What sets us so far apart from one another ask yourself or you will end up just like me all alone all by yourself someone so miserable in this life no matter what I try and do Seems no matter what happens I always end up the fool See everytime I think I found someone that is different I seem to find out it's not true No man can ever only see his real love no man can ever stay completly true Every man has got wandering eyes any man to tell you different is just another man full of lies Bulima I have learned is a mental illness a mental disease I know sounds sick to most Be glad this is not one of your demons to fight - one of your ghost