She walks around
Like a skeleton with skin
And only skin
so weak
So insecure
Guidance she should seek

I sit down
And look down
At my thighs
So full of fat
I'll skip another meal
I am so strong for this
So confident
People will run to me
Look at me
With adoration

She fell again in gym today
Dropped her books
In the hall again
So weak
So insecure
Guidance she should seek

My fat is weighing me down
Not my weakness
I'll go
For an hour run
And skip another meal

She's eating again
A sandwich
Chips
A soda
She's stronger now

I gave in
I'm weak
Run to the bathroom
Puke it out
And sob

I see her one last time
But now she is a ghost
A mahogany box
Her fate was sealed
With that one
Last skipped meal