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my little game
I started my little game
when I was twelve years old.
It goes a little like this,
everything is controlled.
everyday is the same
constantly dreading a meal,
always calculating calories
trying to achieve the ideal
my curly thick hair
and my glowing skin
both things I gave up
just to be thin
the pounds fell off
and my bones began to show
"only one more pound"
I said ten pounds ago
I picked up new hobbies
I run everyday
in hopes that it lowers
that dreaded number I weigh
I'll never get tired
of my little game
because when I look in the mirror
I still look the same.
when I was twelve years old.
It goes a little like this,
everything is controlled.
everyday is the same
constantly dreading a meal,
always calculating calories
trying to achieve the ideal
my curly thick hair
and my glowing skin
both things I gave up
just to be thin
the pounds fell off
and my bones began to show
"only one more pound"
I said ten pounds ago
I picked up new hobbies
I run everyday
in hopes that it lowers
that dreaded number I weigh
I'll never get tired
of my little game
because when I look in the mirror
I still look the same.
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