I eat, I eat, yet still I starve,
Why can’t I stop? What pulls me hard?
I crave, I ache, my mind’s a haze,
I spiral deeper, lost in a maze.

Always hungry, never full,
A haunting need, a forceful pull,
I try to fight, to take control,
But I’m losing grip — I'm losing my soul.

My eyes see red, I’m going mad,
Crazy like a hen, desperate and sad,
Why can’t I stop? Why can’t I break?...