You Don't Know What It's Like

You Don’t Know What It’s Like

You don’t know what it’s like

To not be able to resist a second helping

To say no

To limit yourself

Because

You don’t know what it’s like to look at the reflection in the mirror

And see a girl with chubby cheeks, a pudgy belly, and wide hips

While everyone else sees a girl with skin stretched so tight over her weak frame her bones are jutting out

You don’t know what it’s like

To be so low that you can’t even see that you’re killing yourself

Your body

Growling

Howling

Begging for a morsel of food

You try to justify it

And the worst part of all

You believe your lies

You believe being paper thin will solve all of your problems

You believe this emaciated body is what is best for you

Now no matter how hard you try

You can’t resist that second helping

You can’t say no

You can’t limit yourself

Because

Now that you have chubby cheeks, a pudgy belly, and wide hips

When you look in the mirror

All you see is that girl who thought she was unlovable and unwanted

That girl with her skin stretched thin to cover her weak frame