If music could be a substance
instead of the curse of food
then I'd consume it for hours
and never gain weight or look crude
You think it's so obvious
the way the need grew
but my eleven year old sister
she never really knew
how eating devoured me
piles on piles until I'd
pull back and withdraw for days
while internally I cried
They took me to a doctor
who taught me how to eat
But they never found out
how much of my soul had deplete
Sometimes, it's too hard to feel
To look in the mirror and think
about how one cupcake could destroy me
and make me a pig: fat and pink
My sister came up to me
twenty minutes after I told her
"I'm glad you're still alive.
I'm glad that you'll get older."
And that's when I decided
I'm going to beat this thing
I'm going to win
no matter what; I'll do anything
M.C.M