Control

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I pick my loosest fitting PJ's

A sweater that would be big

On my dad

And PJ pants

With a waist band 

That falls a little too low

They make me feel thinner

Skinnier

You can try

But you and I both know

The number

Has gone up

                                      Shut up, I need sleep

No you don't 

You need to figure out

How to skip meals 

Without drawing attention

Because if you draw attention

You will have lost control

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