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Don't Look Back in Anger


I opened up a notebook from my sixteen year old self

It showed a fitness plan for fifty spins in fifty days

But this was not the legacy of an uber fitness freak

This was evidence of a sickness of which then I could not speak

I binged on food without control before I knew it had a name

And I used to devise these plans mid binge to cope with all the shame

I never did those fifty spins, in fact I only managed four

But I wish I could go back to hold and love that girl I was before

 

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