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Medi-ana*
written by Trapezium10:16 AM 8/3/04You can't spell diet without die,
So maybe just maybe this is why,
I binge and purge; Bullimia,
I watch my weight;anorexia.
Killing myself slowly; they say,
But my weight just wont go away,
I cry for days because of my looks,
F**k the media; f**k these crooks.
They make us waste into space,
They make us look fat; disgrace,
They kill just for profit,
Waste our lives; we don't need this s**t.
Sitting alone in my dark wooded chamber I,
I ponder to myself 'How would i die'
Suicidal thoughts taking over my life,
Hallucinating; blood covers my knife.
I stare at each side; one jagged, one sharp,
Soul boiling over;thinking so dark,
I look down to the table but can't help seeing,
My stomach stick out; what am i being?
The media put me in this world of low self-esteem,
Showing me images of bone; they are so mean,
Messing with young peoples thoughts; they cry,
The media make people like me want to die.
Lurid acid; they feed to young ones,
Holding the trigger for them; these suicide guns,
The media control what we see but it's no use,
All we'll see is poison; it's all abuse.
~~+ I ADDED A BIT+~~ |
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
A poem about how the media affects young people into having eating disorders... i'm one ofthem... ana; If she was the best she would seek to better herself... I read the newspaper and a voice inside my head says "you're fat, why can't you be like that?" I tell her i'm not, but i know i am.
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| » Comments / Feedback | by i_love_sandy (8-3-2004 - 04:24 PM)
| I have a little it of an eating disorder....anorexia, its from my peers always calling me fat and ugly. I just stopped eating. great poem, love. |
by psycho_bunny (8-3-2004 - 07:15 PM)
| someone I know and love had an eating disorder... and this poem you wrote really says it all... |
by Norway_babe (8-4-2004 - 01:41 PM)
| I know how it feels... They call me fat at skl.. Wich i'm not |
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