It sucks when you need to be alone, but can't
all because the bathroom is your only spot.
Or when you can't spend the night with a friend
because "it's another reason not to eat".
When you're a size two,
but your mom picks out a size four.
And it's all because they know.
You force yourself to eat that cheeseburger,
all so that you don't make your friends feel "fat".
When brushing, you avoid the back of your tongue,
even though the temptation to do otherwise exists.
You talk about the hottest guys in school
when you're really thinking about how much you weigh.
Because when you're the Hester Prynne of Eating Disorders,
you can never be yourself.