Pain and Hunger

My stomach starts to rumble,
I hear those familiar sounds,
Sounds of pain and hungerness,
Weaved and tightly bouned

My heart begins to thump,
My ears begin to ring,
With my finger down my throat,
I feel a burning sting

I cough and puke,
Deceiving the cookie I just ate,
I have to get rid of it now,
Before its far too late

Cant let it seep to my thighs,
With all the rest of it,
Slowly I slide down,
Crying I halt and sit

Looking over this toilet bowl,
My insides, inside out
Terror reigns through all of me,
Im fat, I have no doubt

So why do people tell me otherwise,
They tell me Im losing weight,
No im not you liars,
I look like a fuking disgrace

Why is it I see different,
A fat and ugly mess,
I look in the mirror thinking,
No, No I have to be less

What I weigh is far too much,
Those big round boulders as my hips,
My massive pale legs,
and my uneven scrawny lips.

Sitting in my bathroom,
Looking upon myself,
When will I like what I see?
Why cant I look like everyone else?

But as for now,
Nothing will change,
So I will continue my daily routine,
of puking my life away ...