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by liVing lIes   Nov 24, 2004


Looking at my reflection
in my bathroom mirror
at first my vision is blurred
and as it becomes clearer
puffy cheeks
huge thighs
over flowing waist
walking away i let out a sigh
over to my fat-o-meter
as i put one foot on the scale
i watch the needle move
as i close my eyes i can feel my face go pale
as i open them and look down
i clench my fist
and watch it turn
all the way to 96
that is too much
for a girl my age
and of my height
i fill with uncontrollable rage
but i keep it all in
and dispose of it in a different way
i cut down my diet
getting thinner everyday
i do no understand
if i eat lighter
how can i weigh this much
especially when i feel my skin getting tighter
feeling a little light headed
it grows more apparent
the last people i want to concern
would be my unforgiving parent
i cannot let this show
this secret i must hide
i can come up with a good excuse
and still keep it all inside

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