Not Okay

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People ask how I am

I say I'm okay

I say I'm good

But really

I'm dieing 

I call myself fat

I call myself weak

People call me fat

She calls me fat

Not directly

But that's what she's meaning

Why do I care

Care what they think

I shouldn't

I won't

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