Bullimia Poem by Fluorescent Reality

As she looks into the mirror,
All she sees is someone she’s not.
Trying to be like the models she saw,
All over the catwalks floor.

She gets thinner like a tooth pick,
But sicker at the same time.
Pushing away another meal,
Not knowing she might not heal.

After dinner the time has come,
For her to get rid of unwanted fat.
She becomes as sick as a dog,
Lost in her head full of fog.

Only her lovely long locks were still there,
Everything else vanished into thin air.
After a while she started to see,
The real meaning behind the word ‘ME’.