The only thing I want is to be tinny and frail
I push myself to be that perfect size two.
Always watching the numbers on the scale
Praying everyday they’ll go down just a few.

My friends hardly let me out of their sight
I beg them not to make me eat
But they don’t care,i still have to swallow every bite
When they take me home,I site silent in the back seat.

As I lay all alone in my bed
I keep asking why are they doing this
Replaying everything that happened,everything that was said
Nothing can make this better,not even his gentle kiss.

I cant stand it anymore,getting out of bed I throw down the remote
Running into the bathroom,I fall to the floor
Tears streaming down my face,I stick my finger down my throat.
Gasping for a breath,I lean on the wall,knowing I cant do this anymore.

The next day,he comes up to me,asking why.
The look on his face is ripping my heart
I break down and start to cry.
I feel like I’m on the outside,watching my life fall apart

I cant do this anymore.
I still have a long way to go before I’m ok
With his by my side, eating doesn’t feel like such a chore
I still think about it everyday,but I know he’s with me all the way.

 
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