What It All Feels Like Poem by Alaina B.

I don't feel well
Sitting at the table is hell
They tell me I need to eat more
But eating is such a chore

More, more, more
Crying on the bathroom floor
I can stand to look in the mirror
I can see myself much clearer

I don't want to look at that
Both too skinny, and too fat
But I still have to eat
To avoid getting beat

The food is too heavy, too thick
Looking at it makes me sick
A little feels like a lot
I'm full more often than not

This is hell
I don't feel very well