What have I become? What’s happening to me?
I’m withering away and others can see
My hands shake, my body cold
My bones are protruding, my secret unfolds
The fear of the weight, the fear of the food
Fighting and fighting with a new attitude
Food is my enemy, the toilet my friend
My desire to be thin makes my health easy to expend
Looking in the mirror, A stranger I see
Fat and ugly, can that really be me?
My cheekbones prominent, my jawline starting to sink
Please no more food, and nothing to drink
I want to become something i will never be
Being skinny my desire, its a control thing to me
Im hurting myself, i Know its true
I need help. I dont know what to do.

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