Sunday, May 8, 2011

Just A Poem

I'll deny it,
to some extent.
"Yeah, I guess I have
distorted eating."

Does it really
stop just there?
Distorted eating?

Why are you
so worried?
I'm very happy
hungry.

You can't change
that,
even if you
dare try.

Sure, I'm a mess,
but Daddy,
I'm not anorexic.

I do eat,
you just aren't up.

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