I will not eat, I shall not eat, I am too weak to pick up the fork and force food
Into my quivering mouth. I wretch, I'm in need of food but cannot, do not
Want to obtain it. I'll sit here and wallow away, trying to kill the toxins in my
Food deprived body. Though I'm fat anyway, another month without food will
Prove that fasting will help force a vision, but my head spins. No visions are
To be seen now and I want to throw up from lack of food. I now only drink
Hot and cold water, scalding my tongue to remind myself that I don't eat.
No one knows, no one cares, I'm gonna pass out here any minute and all
I really want before I do so is a bunch of gummy bears and wild cherry Pepsi.
Still, I know that when I put even a small morsel of food in my mouth, I'll puke
From having not eaten anything decent in the past few days. Soon it'll end.