I can barely hear you over these voices in my head-
You’ll have to talk bigger
Show me more anger
To outweigh these opinions of mine.
Why do your eyes wander?
Can’t stand it any longer?
Does my body tell you something
About how I feel?
Does it remind you of your own hate and disgust for the world?
Or is it just pity
Weep
Weep
Weeping
For me
Can’t keep this charade up for much longer
But I still have stories to tell
If my body changes, will you stop listening?
Will you fail to believe
That when I say I’m in pain, it’s no longer so very wide and so very deep?
My body has to match
Provide a torture map
Just in case you don’t get it
Just in case you forget
Think you can relax and breathe
Resting now, the crisis is over; the world again is at ease
When really nothing has changed
Stupid scale, stupid weight
They say you don’t measure pain
But when I look like everyone else, my weight normal again,
You can sit back
Job well done, relax relax relax at last -
- And I can’t seem to tell you, scream loud enough
For you to get it
Let it sink in
Along with your meal supplements,
exchanges for nutrition
Drowning out my demands
A hunger fed grows quiet
And then there’s no one left listening
The show’s over
The dance complete
All is well
And until the bruises swell,
the dizziness refuses to subside
Life will go on
And on And on And on
To a nauseating rhythm
I used to use to torment myself at the gym
Now I can hear it echoing in the streets
All us “normies” back to work, back to play
Back to pretending
That everything is okay.
Well I’m not interested
Even if I eat
I’m not interested in pretending
There is something in me, and I just can’t do it
Keep up appearances
Keep up the monotonous whispers
Keep up the shallow mind
I know it’s easy to think an eating disorder is more shallow
Than your confinement to day-to-day
(day-after-day) life
But my shattering of the mirror is not a simple crash
Stupid soap opera of diets-gone-wrong
It’s bigger than that
Louder than that
And it’s the only way I can seem to get you listening.