Eating Disorder
The thought consumes me “Don’t eat” you’ll just get fat
All I want is for my stomach to be flat
Is that too much to ask?
So what if I don't want to eat? It just feels like a task
But I’m not one of those people who binge…
When I look into the mirror I cringe
I hate what I see
My reflection staring back at me
People say “you are already skinny”
I sit there and I cry
Im spoon fed lies
Screaming at myself “WHY” “WHY” “WHY”
Why am I like this
I feel better with every meal I miss
Filled with pure bliss
As I watch the numbers on the scale drop
I know it's wrong but I just can't stop…
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