" Not Enough"

Though she was nearly nothing, it was too much. IT controlled her life. Everything looked good, but she could not have it. One more bite was one more pound. She puts on a smile and struts down the runway. It is what she loves. It is what she hates. She watches her life wash down the porcelain bowl. It swirls with determination- yet failure. Though she was nearly nothing, it was too much. IT controlled her life. Nothing is perfect. Her life was lost, and nothing was found. Now she is perfect.