It looks so nutritious,
Tastes so delicious,
Yet feels pernicious.
Warm in my mouth,
Hearing an alarm
Cause it will harm
Goes down
Then comes back up.
Restricting calories, hoping it will help.
Will I ever be skinny? Will I ever feel beautiful? Will I ever stop feeling like people are judging me?
Everyone thinks that I overeat, don't they?
Why can't I just be like all those other girls who eat what they want?
What if I was skinny? Maybe I would finally find love and feel beautiful.
I know that I'm not healthy and this is dangerous.
I'm starting to feel week, tired and dizzy.
But beauty is pain isn't it?
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Poems...and stories...
PoetryEver feel lost, Hurt, Depressed and even alone? These are my thoughts, and my emotions. Suicide...Self-harm...depression and anxiety. (May be triggering)
