food

i can barely stomach soup the pasta gracefully gliding down my throat burrowing in the crevices of my stomach making me gag and ache

i want the disgusting stuff out of me but knowing i must eat i do except now i don't even eat 1000 calories a day

eating a bagel today was a struggle everyone around me indulged on a big meal the nicest saturday morning breakfast to have and instead i excused myself and sat upstairs

so now i guess all the negative comments about me being fat or a pig had finally gotten to me after all these years

the threat of me not being thinner while walking high school halls while listening to their harsh words even though i know no one cares

but they do care they care enough to still judge me on weight and i don't understand why i listen still but i do...

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