Each bite hurts,
My stomach expands.
I know I'm not hungry,
Temptation I can't stand.
I don't need to eat,
I do not need food.
Not like the rest of them,
It makes my belly protrude.
Binging hurts,
It makes me cry.
I don't want that food,
I don't need it to get by.
I'm ugly and gross,
And my tummy's in pain.
I need to be empty,
I need to not gain.
I want double digits,
I want nothing more.
I will feel much better,
Wearing thin to the core.
Please Ana help me,
Save me from myself.
Help me ignore hunger,
And leave the food on the shelf.
I will be skinny,
Then I won't cry.
I will be skinny,
Or else I will die.
Starve on,
Lacie.
She Looks.
14 years ago
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