Christmas treats aren't classified for skinny girls
And their weekends
Everyone should justify
A few handfuls of wheat thins
Who am I to put such weight upon
The way I try to eat things
If I throw a fit and regret it
It makes me all the more repeat it
But I analyze and ostracize
Myself for such simplistics
If I kept my cool about how I appear
And remain calm to quiet my obsession
I wouldn't heartattack with simple snacks
And slow down my inner deviant
Its not worth the world
Of a few bites, at all
And maybe they'd be less likely
If I didn't worry for
The things before
That never did excite me
If I overlook my good judgment
I throw the game again.
So, the bites, you see
Are never better than
clean, obsession.
a food plan , after all,
Might be better than constant testing.
© LL
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