She knows
What a relapse is
She can feel it
She's no longer comfortable
Around food
And her knee bounces up and down
She's fidgeting
Playing with her hands
And when she smells it
She runs to the bathroom
Because the food has made her sick
This is relapse
She no longer cares
what's happening
She just wants to be skinny again
And everything comes with a price
She can't control what's happening to her
But she knows
That she doesn't want them poking
Calling her fat
This is her relapse
Skiping breakfast
"I'm not hungry"
Lunch isn't really nessacary
Relapse sucks
But no one is calling her big
He's not poking her thighs anymore
And she is no longer round
And maybe just maybe
She can be normal again
And if that's what relapse is
she'll take it
