God i just...
Fuck, I hate this.
Look at your reflection
Time to begin inspection
Oh whats that? Another stretchmark?
Youre only beautiful when you're seen in the dark.
Are you stuck in a rut?
Suck in your fucking gut.
Compare yourself to literally every other girl, shove a toothbrush down your throat, bend over, and hurl.
You want so fucking bad to be perfect.
You want so fucking bad to be worth it.
Now go for a jog.
You eat too much, you're like a god damn hog.
Youre not like the girls in the magazines.
Youre not like the girls with the limousines.
Youre not like those skinny blonde girls, so perfect and fit.
No, unless you meet the standards, you dont mean shit.
Are you hungry?
Fucking better say no.
You eat that sandwich, your stomach will grow.
My gut is screaming, im going insane, but remind yourself: no pain, no gain.
Jesus, im tired.
My brain has been re-fucking-wired
To think that food is toxic.
But really, whats toxic, is how im so fucking sick.
But the commercials and the Instagram models
Make me keep my hunger bottled.
Because you're not pretty unless you feel shitty.
And im afraid these thoughts in my head
Will not leave until I am dead.
So tell me now,
Are you hungry yet?
YOU ARE READING
Hungry- A Slam Poem
Poetryt.w.// this poem contains mentioning of eating disorders. Please do not read if this may trigger your disorder in any way, shape, or form. Thank you.
