and as i force food down my throat i again begin to realize this is a problem
{this is not how people work}
and as i throw up the minuscule bites of food i again begin to realize this is a problem
{this is the third time today}
and as i put on my winning smile i again begin to realize this is a problem
{mother taught you not to lie, but here you are again}
and as i see my hair falling out i again begin to realize this is a problem
{it's going, it's so far gone}
and as I look into the mirror and see my reflection i again begin to realize that I Am The Problem
