I have to be better,

Stronger,

No room for disappointment,

No time to spare,

I can’t let this happen again.

I have to be on top,

Even if it’s something I can’t control,

This feeling that I’m not doing enough,

Haunts me even if I’m wrong.

When will I stop feeling like this?,

I’ve already given all of me,

All to a lost cause,

My body won’t do its part.

I have to be better,

I already failed once,

I disapprove of myself,

Until I’ve dropped a few pounds.

Why does the stain not go away?,

It dyed both my heart and brain,

Maybe I’m marked forever,

Drowning in my own failure.

I’ve tried to wipe it away,

Even if my hands bled,

But it did not work,

I’m not strong enough.

But not only to the pain,

But because of the starve I can’t stand,

I need to be better,

Maybe someday I won’t eat my problems away,

And I’ll finally get rid of the stain.