One Bite, Too Many
I say “just one bite,” I swear I do
But somehow I keep going, what can I do
Every time food comes near, I give in
And suddenly I’m full again, where do I begin?
I try to be strong I really try
But food keeps finding me, I don’t know why
My fork won’t stop, my plate is a mess
Yet somehow I munch with full happiness
I tell myself later I’ll eat less
But somehow I always make a mess
It’s a tasty trap I can’t escape
I end up laughing with crumbs on me.
My stomach protests but I ignore the signs
Each bite convinces me it’s perfectly fine
I wobble, I giggle, I reach for one more
The snack-filled adventure I can’t ignore
This pant may not fit me tomorrow
But right now, who cares about sorrow?
I’ll deal with it later, it’s all okay
I’ll worry later, I’m feasting today.
Right now, it’s snacks that lead the way,
Who needs control when dessert’s on display?
I eat like it’s always a holiday,
So I lift my hands and shout, “Hooray!”
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