Life Is a Diet

Life Is a Diet

Life is a diet I try and fail each day,

A silent struggle I don’t dare say.

I count the crumbs, I skip the bread,

But still the hunger fills my head.

They call it will, they call it grace,

They never see the saddest face.

Each bite a choice, each choice a war,

And shame just waits behind the door.

The scale decides if I’m enough,

Its numbers cold, its judgement tough.

I breathe, I sweat, I push, I pray,

Yet still the weight won’t go away.

Pills and potions don’t work for me,

Food hides my shame too visibly.

A comfort cloak, a quiet shame inside.

For the fat girl I am, I try to hide.