T-H-I-N

by pennylane   Apr 4, 2007


Theres a need to be 'thin'
or as we say, 'fit'
you'll do anything, anything
just to lose it

i know the process
i know it well.
it is my home.
it is my hell.

stave, binge, purge, repeate.
to stop would be your biggest defeate.
well hears the truth i'll keep it neat,
i starve, i binge, i purge, repeate.

i need to lose it
i just do
what whould you think
if you knew

everyone see me
as i wither away
"you've lost so much!"
is what they say

they dont get it
its not enough
i will make it
i'll be tuff

i'll starve
till im to week to move
then i'll binge
and take in all the food

then comes purge
get it out of me!
then it stars over
im never free

i'll never escape it
its alway there
should i eat that? will i gain?
im in dispaire

im to fat to be comfrutible
to thin to complain
to obcessed to quit
to crazy to be sane

you learn little tricks
to help you along
"toothbrush for gaging"
"phone call" when its not even on

"i just ate, but thanks"
that ones always nice
or simply "not hungry"
would surfice

everyone see it
but they turn away
when you claim not hungry
they all say ok

so here i sit
i obcess and i cry
cuz im just not thin enough
no matter how hard i try

so i will starve, binge, purge, repeate
untill my days are done
my ideal weight...
none.

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