Bulimia {Tough Stuff Series}

You're the first in the bathroom
the last one out the door
You wait until it's silent
down your face the tears roll
You can't hold it back
the bile flowing in your mouth
you can't remember when it started
the day it all went south
The tears keep flowing
as you wretch and gasp for air
waiting for it to be over
as you hold back your hair
all you wanted was to be skinny
so you binge and purge it all
each day looking in the mirror
hoping one day you'll be small
You can't eat anything anymore
without guilt or feeling fat
you don't know what to do
or who could love someone like that
You flush the toilet and start to leave
then from another stall
you hear a meak voice call out
"are you alright, at all?"
You freeze in fear, what do you do?
As you slow your exit down
You call out "yeah, ate something bad"
as you try to hide your frown
You wash your hands then run away
knowing you'll be back again
no matter how many times you try
you're never going to win.

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