I like hunger, I like to starve
I like to be light, not heavy or large
I'm getting thinner when I don't eat
My bones on display from neck to feet
But when I look in the mirror
I don't see thin
I see big and round from toe to chin
It's hard to tell if I'm thin or not
So I wait for the comments
From the people I've got
They tell me I'm ill, they tell me to eat
Go away, or I won't speak!
My only friend Ana is here by my side
She will be with me always
Till the day that I die
Her voice is so loud I can't hear myself think
All I can think of is please make me thin
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The dark abyss that is my mind: part one
PoetryDo you know that feeling? Nothing matters, nobody cares, life has no meaning. That feeling that you want to just give up? That all you do is use up space and annoy people? That everybody is better off without you? That's me everyday. Every single da...
