Anorexia

I think I gained another pound
When I look in the mirror all
I can see is this hideous
Creature staring back at me
Everyone says they are worried
About me and I can hear them Whispering looking at me with a
Hopeless look they say I am too
Skinny but don't they see it
It sticks right out and I can
Hardly even look at myself
Without gagging they just don't
Understand always trying to get me
To eat I wish they would just
Listen and not suspect things
A lot of people ask if I am
Anorexic and I just look away
And shake my head no trying to
Convince myself I'm not but
Deep down inside I know
Everything they say is true
and it makes me wish I
Could just make everything
Better then maybe my parents
wouldn't cry anymore
whenever I turn down a meal
But it seems like my thoughts
Have more control over me than my
Actual feelings do I wish I could
Just make all the voices
That tell me I am not good
Enough or that I am ugly and
Fat would just disappear and leave
Me at rest but it seems
Impossible when those are the
Things that you worry about
Every single second of your life
Always having to step on a scale
To make sure you haven't gained
Another pound and when you do
The world seems to come to an
End and all you can worry about
Is how much you let yourself
Down and you head to the
Bathroom and make yourself
Barf I feel like I am living
In a nightmare but its hard to
Deal with it when you don't know
What to say or what do