• Breakfast, lunch, dinner. I don't want it anymore.

    Day 1 no breakfast. There's nothing wrong.

    Day 2 take away lunch. I'm still going strong.

    Day 3 no dinner. I can't seem to care.

    Day 4 can't find room for food anywhere.

    Day 5 I feel like I won't survive.

    Day 6 im fighting just to stay alive.

    Day 7 I feel weak, cold, and sick.

    Day 8 my senses are starting to tick.

    Day 9 I think I'm getting used to it

    Day 10 I can't even stomach the s**t.

    Day 11 my family is getting suspicious.

    Day 12 their survalence is making me vicious

    Day 13 I decide to wear baggier clothes

    It's day 14 and still nobody knows.

    Day whatever. It doesn't even matter.

    I'm fine as long as im not getting fatter.

    You think I don't know I have a problem? I know, I cry

    I just can't say yes to food despite how hard I try

    I'm no longer normal but it's really okay

    Because I don't want food anyway.

    Some may think im sick or insane

    But I'll do what it takes to stop the pain