E. Disorder Staring at my stomach's reflection I see fat expanding through spikes and skin Thought my friends say I'm now only a fraction Of the girl I was and what I used to mean, I stand horrified, they're scared of my reaction As I can't believe I'm thin, My nights are stained with a pale white I stare at the wall as the night falls Dreaming about what it feels to see the light With an empty stomach, curled up in a ball This is the future I have in sight though I'm empty inside, Washing my face after purging in the bathroom stall.
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