I starve myself
Neither dead nor alive
just a distortion in reflective glass
this feeling soon will pass
like my skin passes through abhorrence
Body in disarray
something I can't stop looking at
does this magazine make me look fat?
or is it just that I can never please myself
Hollow is the feeling of control
hunger is the progress of will
dizzy, even when standing still
sleep is a blessing that consumes me
Feeble but able to function
maybe I'll have some bread
sipping green tea with milk instead
it's not living and it hurts
but I starve myself
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