body image.. AGAIN!

I look into the mirror and all I see is bone,
ashamed of my reflection I hide away alone,
disgusted and pained it leaves me feeling sick,
this anorexic little figure is thin just like a stick,
people say im chunky and no were near thin,
if friends cant give the truth how will I ever win,
I hate to go outside unless im in tight clothes,
pretending im okay hiding a problem no one knows,
I feel like im a joke and the only one this way,
who else wants to be fat and overeats for it each day,
a life that's ruled by food this disorder consumes me,
please just let me die im begging just set me free....