Stare into the mirror-not quite perfect enough.
The number on the scale is all a lie.
Just a few more pounds and I'll eat right.
Oh god is this how I die?
Look at the people all around me.
Hope they don't see my massive size.
Can they see my ribs threw my shirt?
I'm still fat anyways, doesn't matter.
Why am I doing this to myself?
I know its wrong-but the hunger feels so right.
Hungry to lose the nonexistent weight.
Check to see if I'm losing any pounds.
Spend two hours over exercising.
Oh god I might pass out-
When did it get as bad as this?
I just need to lose five more pounds and I'll stop
