Disfigured  

Holding the mirror as it cuts me,
young distorted beauty.
I here the lurking as you say,
"Hello It's me your guilty friend,
I've come uninvited moving in."
Slowly eating away my body until I disengrate.
Perhaps you may think you have the superiority over me,
Dismantling me taking away my abilities.
Sadly, you do not know the perseverance and damn stubborness fighting in me.
Good bye anorexia.