"... had an early lunch."
"... already ate... not hungry."
My daily white lies.
One hundred pounds. Most
Teenage girls' dream size, but the
Weight of my nightmares.
"... eating disorder..."
The last words I hear before
My head hits the ground.
I don't even feel
it anymore. My body
Got used to starving.
A penny for each
Meal I've thrown out could buy me
Another water.
Work out until your
Size is small as your daily
Calorie intake.
"You're far too skinny"
They don't see the fat girl that
Lives in my mirror.
- p. winter
Jul 9, 2017
Jul 9, 2017 at 1:16 AM UTC
"... had an early lunch."
"... already ate... not hungry."
My daily white lies.
One hundred pounds. Most
Teenage girls' dream size, but the
Weight of my nightmares.
"... eating disorder..."
The last words I hear before
My head hits the ground.
I don't even feel
it anymore. My body
Got used to starving.
A penny for each
Meal I've thrown out could buy me
Another water.
Work out until your
Size is small as your daily
Calorie intake.
"You're far too skinny"
They don't see the fat girl that
Lives in my mirror.
- p. winter
