I'm so hungry.
But I'm fat.
I must get rid of the fat.I'm so hungry.
But I shouldn't be.
I'm too wide.I'm so hungry.
But since society told me that I shouldn't be, I'm not.
And now my stomach rumbles at all hours of the day.I'm so hungry.
But I'm not.
My hair falls thin, my eyes blood-shot.
My teeth become brittle, my lips cracked and bleeding.I've lost all love for everything.
I'm un-hungry.
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My Poetry
PoetryMy poetry is always inspired by the lows of lives, the dark corners of each valley. My favorite kind of poetry is the type found on the YouTube channel Button Poetry, binging it at 3 am until my brain shuts off but my eyes are still awake.