BULIMIC PRINCESS

There are too many mornings where i cant stand.
there are way too many gaping holes in my plans.
Silence and stillness can\'t hide my shaking hands.
As i stare hard at my feet, and follow the number to where it lands.
Oh i\'m sorry little body, that all is not alright...
and i\'m sorry that you ache and cry and crumble and scream at night.
Pleaz forgive me, i didn\'t intend on picking this awlful fight,
But belive me, if you can, it can only get better, once i swallow that first painful bite....
beautifully distorted bulimic princess....