I was perusing the internet the other day and I came across this poem about anorexia.
Looking good is all I want all I need
It's all that will show that I can succeed
Every bite must be controlled and small
I feel them watching, I am pinned against the wall
On the inside it doesn't show
But on the outside soon they will know
The beauty of being deathly thin
Bones sticking out under paper skin
I must defeat my will to eat
It is a thing easily beat
Workout six hours everyday
Want a cookie? I push it away
I will show them all that I can do it
They don't know how addicting it is to go through it
They think they see the pain behind my eyes
From starving myself to be a smaller size
All I can see is amazing will and strength
I only have myself to thank
No one can help or understand
That when I don't eat I am the one with the upper hand
This makes me feel sick inside for various reasons. But I feel like it shows how an anorexic person's mind operates. It's pretty serious stuff.
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