My Battle Against Food
No-one knows how hard it is,
My battle against food.
None of them understand,
The changes in my mood.
Food is like a demon,
It has control of me.
It's like I'm caught in a trap,
Trying to break free.
I'll have to be stronger,
Try not to just give in.
I won't let it beat me,
I won't let it win.
I've got a certain secret
I've got a certain secret,
One I cannot tell.
I only wish I could,
It's making my life hell.
I can never get to sleep,
I'm tired all day long.
If only I could tell someone,
What it is that's wrong.
I wish I could just go to sleep,
And sleep for a long , long time.
Then wake up one sunny day,
And everything be just fine.
I want it to be okay
I want it all to be okay,
And get it sorted out.
I'll try to open up the doors,
And find a new way out.
I'll try my very hardest,
To get out of this hole.
Try to make better,
My body, mind and soul.
I've got myself in such a mess,
It can't go on no more.
I want to be myself again,
The way I was before.
They're going to walk away
They're going to walk away from me,
And leave me on my own.
Make me feel unwanted,
sitting all alone.
Why do I always let them down?,
I'm just a waste of time.
I let them think i'm okay,
That everything is fine.
I won't admit to myself,
That anything is wrong.
Until I do this stupid thing,
Will just carry on.
I feel that I am lost
I feel that I am lost,
I don't know the way.
The game I am playing,
I don't want to play.
I'm tired of looking,
Without any finding.
I want to be found,
I'm fed up of hiding.
I want to be better,
And no longer ill.
A life free of vomit,
And laxative pills.
I want to be free,
And out of this trap.
Will someone please help me,
To untie the strap.
A different life,
I'd like to see.
One that is happy,
And good to me.
It can't go on no more
It really can't go on no more,
I have to make it stop.
I'll have to try and work my way,
Back up to the top.
I'll climb the ladder step by step,
One day at a time.
Until I'm at the top again,
Where everything is fine.
I didn't mean to come this low,
I didn't know I had.
What I thought was okay,
Really is quite bad.
I'm going to get better,
I really will try.
I want to live,
I don't want to die.
I sit in the corner
I sit in the corner,
As the world goes by.
I am so lonely,
Ifeel I could cry.
They don't even talk to me,
Or ask me how I am.
They just aren't bothered,
They don't give a damn.
I'd like to join in,
To laugh and to smile.
To just take part,
For a short while.
But I've nothing to give,
I've nothing to say.
So here in the corner,
I shall stay.
Wendy Simpson
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