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the monster
He's with me every day,
skipping along on his own two feet,
skip skip all day long.
Even when you think he's gone,
he is there.

At first I was scared.
Only 11 years old
" that's quiet a big tummy you've got there"
he'd whisper,
He whispers all sorts of nasty things ,
He planted the seeds .
Watched them grow,
a gim smile on his face.

Meat was cut out.
I was 13 ,
School lunches who needed them.
I wanted to be like everyone else,
skinny,
sporty,
but I'm not.
" maybe we shouldn't have that".
The monster would says,
that's so silly though,
I love cake.

ugly.
At 15 the mirror was the monster,
I looked but never liked what I saw.
Breakfast and lunch,
non existence .
"they'll laugh at you ".
" everyone hates you".
My sizes drop,
The monster seems satisfied .

I'm finally " perfect ",
Maybe the monster was right .