97 lbs

Wed, 05/08/2013 - 08:08 -- lsmiley

I force down another bite
Pack on another pound
My friends push me to the edge
“You’re pretty, but much to skinny.”
So I eat and eat and eat
Not because I’m hungry
But ashamed of what I’ve become
“It’s okay to get help,” they tell me
But they don’t understand
I’m not anorexic of bulimic
If only they knew
How far I would go
Just to gain another pound


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