Food For Thought

Its morning, the pains begin
All caused by having nothing within
The daily reflection I see
Will, but only destroy me
The hate burns inside
I have nothing, no pride
The thoughts of others no longer remain
My mind is upside down I'm going insane

Thought's from People always criticise
Though id hate for them to sympathise
Views on people like me
Are absent from reality
No one understands my mind
Am I such a peculiar kind?
Self-starvation is what its known
For my weight has not grown

Pictures of models I often see
Why oh why cant that be me
The pain I feel I wish to be on my own
Why cant this problem leave me alone
Everyday apart of me is flushed away
Unable to digest, the disorder takes pray
I may take the problem to my grave
But at least I shall be saved.