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Shrink To Fit


I want to be able to fit a size 0.

I want to be narrow. I'm a size 3,

what's more to see. I'm fat, I hate

my thighs, I hate looking at myself

in a bathing suit. Everyday i'm hungry.

I want to just eat and stuff my face, I pine

and grieve for my space. I eat around my family and 

friends so they won't have any concerns. I walk away to be alone,

and later I just throw up everything that I've known.

Unlike my family and friends, I am unconcerned. I think

i'm fine and later, I cross a thin line. I pass out

with no thoughts or worries in my mind. I regain

myself again, and continue my same routine.

I want to be able to fit a size 0. I want to be

narrow.

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