It hurts so bad, The craving for food.

I want it so bad, But for some reason I cant.

I know I can die, But I can’t do it.

I don’t want to die, But I don’t want to eat.

I don’t want to be alone, But heck, it sure feels that way.

I don’t want to be invisible, But it’s not like anyone’s going to talk to me.

I don’t want to be ignored, But I don’t want you to be nosy.

I don’t want to be abused, But I know I deserve it.

I don’t want to be fat, But I don’t want to be thin.

I don’t want to be ugly, But if I keep this up, that’s what I’ll be.

I don’t want this, But it’s already happening.