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Eating Disorder Poetry

Envy

you have what i want
a tiny frame
protruding bones
you're winning the game

i'm lost in a world
never feeling good
constant envy
misunderstood

they say you're too thin
i wish it was me
i don't want a body
not one i can see

i want to look childlike
no hips or chest
a girl not a woman
clumsily dressed

i see you're struggling
i'm struggling too
i'm slowly dying
to look like you

Kim (6/99)

 

 

Copyright 1999 by Kim Martel