12 days left

Food goes in, Hope runs off,

Weight comes off, Ecstasy returns,

Feels like i'm in a race only I can win,

The smell is addicting but the feeling is unbearable, 

The regret of staying full, 

Hunger is my best friend,

Guilt sets in, failure, rejection, depression, suicide,

One more bite is a thousand too late,

You'll never look the same, unless you kill yourself with exercise, 

But I don't want to look the same,

i want to look better than i ever could,

I want to be a male model, i want to be used,

I want to be an object, a dollar sign,

I want to be loved for all the wrong reasons,

But I want to be heard, And seen,

I will never stay quiet, as long as i hide from the press,

I will never cease to speak out, as long as they know i dont exist,

I will never reveal myself to those monsters,

As long as i can hide in my mind. 

Reviews

[Gene Hiccup]

The subject of your poem and I have the same problem, and honestly during my preteen age years I even get into depression because of my weight problem (even though my friends and my parents says that I'm not really fat, just chubby as the call it).This problem of mine started when I was mercilessly teased by my classmates way back in kindergarten, they even excluded me in their games just because I'm fat and that really ruined my self confidence. I even began hating myself. Now that I am in college I realized that I should not be affected by them. All of us have flaws and that means that it also includes these mean people,they just bully others because they have greater flaws- flaws that they cant accept and dont want to acknowledge, but it doesnt mean that we should not improve ourselves, what I want to say is that we should not be improving ourselves just because of their ill remarks but because we personally want to look good and feel good...with that way of thinking I can say that we can really be successful in wanting to be a better person.