Behind the screen
I'm shivering
Weigh ins are
Quietly tragic
With my body
Stripped down then
Clothed in a gown
That opens in
The back.
I step on the scale
Backwards, the nurse
Gives nothing away
With her impassive
Face penciling in my
Fate for the day.
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The Weightless One
Teen FictionEvery bit of food I eat Is turning into more thoughts And what do I do with the thoughts I am too afraid to say? After a party changed everything, Miranda loses her appetite. She is placed in an eating disorder treatment program, where she must be b...
