O dangerous obsession girl's images you distort,
Take over their minds; you think it's a sport.
Girl's bodies you starve, put tears in their eyes,
Make them weave a never-ending web of lies.
They worship you like you've saved their life,
Though you're killing them slowly without a knife.
You cause them to be cold to the very bone,
Though they ignore their hearts and how they moan.
Friends and family notice the pale white skin,
The loss of life, the bodies so thin.
The clouding of eyes with unwanted tears,
The look of pain, of hidden fears.
Worried they ask what's happening, what's wrong?
You force them to lie, to be "strong."
The ones who care are scared and confused,
Don't understand why these girls self-abuse.
Don't know what to do, so sick of crying,
While it's obvious to them their loved one is dying.
These girls don't listen to their family and friends,
Don't care about them anymore, their sanity ends.
Their mind slowly fades, thoughts of food invade,
Soon a shrine to you they have made.
You become their best friend, the one thing that matters,
While they're blind to their world that crumbles and shatters.
You tell them they're strong, closer to perfection,
While really they are weak under your direction.
Trapped in a mirror, their image so wrong,
Hypnotized by your hunger song.
In minds all day, criticizing body and mind,
Their lips you seal, their thoughts you bind.
Staring at a full plate with such hatred and fright,
Against the hunger they constantly fight.
Body so empty, wasting away,
Food still untouched day after day.
Only half there, might as well be dead,
Once you fight your way into their head.
Killing so many girls, they are too young,
The song of their life is not yet sung.
Few find the strength to fight against you,
I was once a slave, did what you told me to.
But now that's over, I control my mind,
Though you've probably found another girl to bind.
So many slaves to your hunger, your self-torturing ways,
Slowly dying, ever fading for so many days.
O dangerous obsession I've let you go,
Of your self-killing intent I now know.
* I wrote this as a kinda of inspiration to recover i guess, but I still am no where close to recovered or even trying.*
