anabelle xxx - Hungry.

I feel too big,
but im wearing a small.
I weigh too much,
but it's not cause im tall.

I say I'll pull through,
I wont touch food again.
I'll only snack,
every now and then.

All the headaches I've had,
and the days that I tried.
All that i weigh,
just set that aside.

Now I dont know quite when
I started this theory,
of starving for thin,
though weakened and bleary.

I'll get back on track,
as I promised I would.
Though I'm faint-hearted,
and I'll look like this for good.

When i start up again,
I hide it so well.
Im dying inside,
but you'd never tell.

Cause I've got friends,
and a smile on my face.
I wear baggy clothes,
and a bracelet on my waist.

So I'll remember,
that a taste to the lips,
no matter how small,
is an inch to my hips.

anabelle xxx

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