All In Her Head

Elegant lines carve her frame
Finger tips smooth her waist
Her tongue licks her shapely red lips
As if chasing a forgotten taste

She peels off her fitting clothes
Baggy clothing hides her aims
Daintily she steps down the stairs
"I'm not hungry" she claims

Ten minutes and 6 grapes later
She kneels to face her retribution
With food rotting in her stomach
This is her only solution

Her finger is her mentor's weapon
She raises her white flag
But they are on the same side
So she begins to gag

In a corner you'll find her
Crying and shaking
She's begging for her life now
Her body is breaking

And the feelings, they hurt her
As she's clawed at from inside
But she hides them under plasters
And make up, carefully applied

Slim body and a tight waist
She sees flaws instead
But she accepts them with resignation
She knows it's all in her head

The fat, the pain
The tears she's bled
Her life, her smile
It's all in her head