Balemic

This isnt a poem, its a truth they say its anerexic, but it hasnt got there yet. It started by wanting to loose a few lbs, but soon continued. They all ask why i dont eat at school. I say im not hungry or simply i cant. I dont want them to know, but they already do. I cant stop. Days i will go without a meal, 3 today, is slowley killing me. I try to eat, but im scared. My body slowley goes away. Doctors say if i keep this way, i wont live past 16. This is my cryout to help. Please help. i am stacy boyer, and i am balemic.