𝙿𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚢

Bulimia

Eat like a normal,
No one will know your secret,
Inside the bathroom.

Grab your two fingers,
Place them deep into your throat,
Until you gag loads.

You keep on going,
Until you feel the vomit,
Finally come up.

You feel some relief,
All the nasty food is gone,
Same thing the next day.

And the day after,
All the food just goes to waste,
Down the toilet bowl.