Anorexia

My vision's distorted, though my eyesight is fine.

The body in the mirror cannot be mine.

Her gaunt bony face, and her papery skin,

How I would die to be that thin.

But I am much fatter, that isn't me

No-body else can seem to see.

I'm fat, I am chubby, I need to lose weight,

But all they can say is 'She looks such a state.'

They tell me I'm thin, they stare in the street,

But all I can see is a fat, ugly beast.

They stare 'cos I'm fat, fatter than them.

I starve and I binge, but it never comes off,

I'm still as fat as when I started off.

My weight is so low, but I look so fat,

I can't stop dieting when I look like THAT.

Doctors, my parents, they all say I'm ill.

I've lost too much weight, I'm going downhill.

But they cannot see, how fat I've become,

I hate myself for it, I must be so dumb.

I punnish myself, for being so weak,

I need to be skinny, being thin's what I seek.

They make it look easy, the models and them.

I must be so lazy, I must be so weak.

I'm always so tired, I need to sleep,

But I punnish myself, for being so weak.

I hate this competition, this game to be thin,

But the whole world is playing and I need to win.