As i hide beneath the blankets,
i sweat away the pounds
the things i do to be thin
when no one is around
as i walk from place to place
i get the most sickening glares
from what it seems, everyone i
pass must stop and stare.
do they see my rolls of fat or
my disgusting double chin
do they notice my fragile ribcage
protruding through my skin?
as im walking through the subway
to catch the westbound train
i can feel the heat of their glances
almost driving me insane
do they see my jelly hips
or my cellulite thighs
do they see my bony cheekbones
or my darneded, sunken eyes?
as I'm running to my door where i can finally cry and hide
no one can ever see me, once I'm
safe inside
will they ever see my calves so fat
or my stretched out veiney skin?
i wonder... do they see me
starve myself just to be thin?
