unhappy,anorexic child

may 13th,2007 12:13 - 12:51 am

when i stare into my chrome-outlined mirror,

i do not see the thin,twig-like skin and bones girl everyone else does...or at least that's what they tell me,but i don't believe them

 

'cause all i see is a humungeous THING that's so large no one can tell what it is through its hanging sacks of fat!

for all they know it's a huge pile of lard;

worthless and always getting in the way

 

it has thighs as thick as giant sequoia trunks

a stomach as round as a helicopter blade

and chins that seem to go on forever,overflowing its fire hydrant neck with their gross bulgyness

 

all i ever wanted was to be normal

and look like everybody else,beautiful,

but no one ever got that and that's how i ended up here...

in a psychiatric rehabilitation center

or as i like to call it

the force-feeding,fattening,no one wants you to be happy place

'cause here no one wants me to be happy

all they want to do is make me fatter and even more hideous

they don't care about what i want;

they only care about themselves and money

i should have killed myself when i had the chance!...

*exhales loudly*

Author's Note

i'm not anorexic
my friend and i just decided to write poems about eating disorders
she got bulimia and i got anorexia
i know, i did a pretty suckish job on it