My Mirrors Secret

by Amy   Nov 4, 2005


Up and over
The food from my binge
Plunges into the bowl of my sorrows
The feeling makes me cringe

But yet every day
I eat the pain away
But knowing that later
Ill bring it up anyway

Reflection on the wall
don't like my thighs
don't like my stomach
Why aren't i beautiful, why

My family doesn't know
And neither do my friends
But its my secret anyway
My secret till the end

* this is done by a anonymous all comments will be forwarded to her

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  • 18 years ago

    by julie

    You should stop i went to the hostpital cuz i sudenly collapsed... im not perfect you may not be either hun.. i dont know you but you should tell some one... ill be your friend if you want!!

  • 18 years ago

    by Andrew juinio

    Ur anarexic so am i na jk great poem

  • 18 years ago

    by Andrew juinio

    Ur anarexic so am i na jk great poem

  • 18 years ago

    by Tess

    This really hits close to home. I am a recovering anorexic and I had bulimic tendencies so I understand the torturing world of self image. Good luck on the toughest journey of your life. If you need to talk ever, email me and we can keep in touch! Take care, Tess xoxo

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