Control and Acceptance

My weight loss is bittersweet I feel happy while my body feels weak I want to lose more so I eat less But I have days where I eat everything in sight And I feel disappointed I had no control so I restrict To gain it back I restrict to control my life And to look better Maybe people will like me better if I am skinny Maybe my family would accept me Maybe I would accept myself Every time I see a lower number On the scale It makes me feel happy The voice in my head is proud and encourages more So I continue my vicious cycle Of bing and restrict Even though I know its hurting me And its hurting people who care about me But I can't stop Not until I am skinny accepted And taken seriously