Ignore my tired gait and red rims The hint of discolor on my pale skin The mirror exposes naked sin The pain behind my forced grin This battle I will never win The unending struggle to be thin
I used to hate my body and went through a phase where i would throw up after eating and I was using unhealthy methods to try and lose weight. Now I am a trim 103 and i miss having ***** and a ****. I wish i could slap 135 lb me in the face because although i had some chub i would much rather go back to that then be skin and bones like i am now, although only being 5'2 i look alright.