#eatingdysorder

(December 2016)

Do you remember when I was anorexic? Now I am a maniac-kleptic I steal junk food to chew and spit I collect cups into which I spit

Do you remember when I was healthy? Now I’m so sick no one can help me The pain’s so bad, it makes me cry I tried everything, I even tried to die

Thank you, Stanford Hospital I got fat but I will never get full Thank you, Lactulose medication You finally cured my constipation

Now I need a cure for Lactulose ‘Cause I’m sick to death of feeling gross Until they find a magic bullet for pain In this torture chamber I remain

Every night before I go to bed I curse myself for taking it off the shelf Every morning when I wake up I plot how to kill myself

They say mistakes aren’t made by God But Lactulose was a man-made job They say that “to err is human” I made an error that made me feel subhuman

They say everything happens for a reason I say when shit happens, find a reason for pleasin’ God gave me a message in the wild He said Lactulose is not his child