Pounds of hate

by CHOKE   Mar 18, 2007


There are days when i'm not okay
one of those days was today
i ate more than i should
food is just too good

food is toxic to me
and i just want to break free
i control my food intake
so tomorrow i wont eat for my body's sake

i want to look in the mirror and smile
but all i see is fat; piles and piles
i want to be perfect
living life with no regrets

you wouldn't understand
i don't want a helping hand
im fine with my methods; you stick to yours and i will stick to mine
this is my time to shine

i will lose the weight
every single pound of hate
i don't think you should be like me
but this is who i am; this is me

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  • 17 years ago

    by HE.says.SHE.says

    Curse those dreaded pounds of hate darling!!!!
    5/5!