Eating Numbers
Eating Numbers
The girl pretended to be happy. Though she felt like crying. With a smile on her face, no one knew inside she was dying.
Though people told her she was beautiful, she just wouldn’t agree. She refused to notice what others see.
She doesn’t eat food like you. She eats what the numbers add up to.
She thinks it will make her happy. She thinks it will make her glad. She thinks it will make her perfect. But all it makes her is sad.
Always controlling every bite. Never eating even though the pain keeps her awake at night.
Faking smiles. It’s all pretend. She just can’t wait for this nightmare to end.
She though without food she was perfect. She thought without food she was fine. Food was the only thing ever on her mind.
Pretending to eat. So no one would know. But the pain deep inside her, continued to grow.
Eating every thing in sight, then not eating at all. She thinks she’s on top, but she will soon fall.
She got thinner and thinner, but it still wasn’t enough. She though all this fasting was making her tough.
But it was killing her. Killing her fast. Not much longer the girl would last.
She hated herself. She cried every night. She continued to starve herself, until the poor girl lost her life.
