Anorexic

too thin too fat. what am i?

If I were one inch shorter,

I'd be that perfect circle ball,

when people trip me over,

my life is right to fall.

 

I got to be the skinny girl,

like models, stars, and s***s,

throwing up what I choked down,

or slashing through my cuts.

 

Then people felt so bad for me,

I couldn't eat a thing,

the bony girl who's life is loose,

tied around a single string.

 

Again, I was the fatty girl,

the one who choked down food,

when in depression, in denial,

I wasn't in the mood.

 

I almost lost my life to 'rexic,

life without the toast,

I wrote a poem 'bout this girl,

who loved her life the most.