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The stomach craves what my hands dare not touch,
Over eighty calories is way too much,
My hands will tremble, my body will shake,
To look at the scale, I just can't take.

Diet after diet, the numbers don't lie,
The pain of starvation, my body wants to die,
But do I let food pass by these lips?
Dare I let my cravings make my mind slip?

Size zero, size one, size four and five,
Get any bigger, I can't stay alive,
At least if I starve, I'll keep this in mind,
If I die, I'll still look pretty on the outside.

Measure what I eat, I can't stand the pain,
Counting calories and fat, I'm going insane,
With the sharp razor blade, in my body I carve,
'You fat ugly pig, just let me starve.'

Hold tight onto slumber, let hunger pangs pass,
Laxatives and diet pills and anti-gas,
Bulimia, sickness, and suicide notes,
And the words 'I'm hungry' getting stuck in my throat.