Food For Thought
I can not depend on my moods,
This is why I depend on food.
Good days, bad days, the pain stays,
The food I eat takes me away.
I used to be fat and then went slim,
Now the fat creeps back in.
Self esteem is what I lacked,
Food is slowly making me fat.
The mirror is no friend of mine,
The image I see is not mine.
The dismal day portays my mood,
and then 'BOOM' I run back to food.
...
Tuesday 7th September 2021 3:04 am
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