all i can think is skinny

i eat my food, my enemy my body shaking as i proceed this really isnt what i need i look at the faces sat at the table fork settled between their lips but all that fat is going on their hips! i suffer thorugh most of the meal i feel like iv let myself down i walk up the stairs with a sigh and a frown i enter my favourite room i look to my hero soon il be ultra skinny way under a size zero. ( im not belimic or anything just felt like writing this poem )