Awwww..... i hate seing this, if you are really doing and going through this,.... i dont know, you shouldnt be fealing like this.
good way to let your fealings out though.
keep it up. =]

This is a hard hitting poem about a serious eating disorder The merging of the the title with the poem climaxed with the last line for me. You are very skillful at making your point

You take the scale and throw it
You know in your heart that 67 is unhealthy
But the weight you aiming for is 0
--very relatable

like your style of writing
good job

Erm...
I agree with tasteless on this.

"Bitter"
You can change that to..
Resentment, or something.

There were a lot of "you's" in here.

You spelled "Clothes" wrong.

This is more like a story than a poem.
The rhythm was off, too.

Your words, didn't sound "lovely"
They seemed... well, undetailed.

I'm sorry :[

Good write...very well described...

"The numbers go up
40, 50, 60, 67
The number stops
At 67
You feel anger welling up inside of you"..

^^ i liked this stanza... i think its very creative ... the way you have stuctured it is good...

keep writing..

Very powerful write. You created great flow and rhythm in every stanza which made the whole poem even more effective. I like the fact that it seems that you're referring to the person who reads this which left great impression on me. The last line is fantastic conclusion to this piece.