The Old Me

 

I stand in front of my mirror,
Thinking to myself,
How ugly, fat, stupid and clumsy.
Hungry but yet full
I have brown curly hair,
But I’m fatter than all my friends
Failing in class and falling while I’m walking
Starving I works
But soon I will start to crave food
I'll refuse and start too druel
Then scold myself for thinking of food
I promised my self I’d only eat when forced
At most 2 meals a day never anymore
About once a week I’ll measure my waist
If the numbers go down
I smile and dress up in something nice
But if the numbers go up
Then I throw on an old pair of jeans and a big baggy T
I try to act happy
But sometimes I’ll go
Into a world
That nobody knows.
When I get called back
I’ll smile and laugh just like I use to
I think to my self should I try pain
It looks OK and yet I know
What slitting your wrists and not eating can do for you!