by Johanna Taylor

Created on: July 22, 2009

Its arms curl around me once more

Dark arms that I cant ignore.

I'm shrinking.

Black tentacles pull my body in,

I hear the word: thin, thin, THIN.

Its never thin enough.

To the outside I show a smiling face,

But inside I am tormented in this dark place.

never good enough.

I watch my friends as they nibble cake

But I know that will be a mistake.

I know that those 500 calories are not for me

That's what my entire day's intake was supposed to be.

I sit and watch, as life passes me by,

To protect this lifestyle, I must lie.

I'm shrinking.

My days are measured one by one,

How many calories I will eat before day is done?

What is my limit for the day?

Let's hope I'm under for the day.

The weight falls off so easily

The hole I'm digging is too deep,

The climb out will be steep.

Still shrinking, but trying to grow.

I ate more than I did two weeks ago.

Still not normal, will I ever be?

Will they ever see what they want to see?

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