My size
Have you ever seen everyone as beautiful in their own way
A different spieces of a flower that need to be loved or understood
I view the world as good to some degree
and yet when I look at me, I don't see the beauty
A life long battle that started when I was 6
To supress my feelings and eat them whole
until I was truly sick
I would grow and grow at my bodies expense
with new problems and worries that never get fixed
And when I see others, they don't undrstand
that I am the way I am because my emotions had the upperhand
In the end they alll startd to say the same thing
That my life could be in danger if I dont make a change
So I'll try to find other outlets but I still go back to what I know
Wishing I could change my weight
while still eating my emotions into a black hole
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