She sits at the table with her friends,
No lunch in hand,
Said she had no money,
Honestly, she's just not hungry.

She smells the fumes from the greasy food,
Sees it drip onto the plate,
Stomach turns and she feels sick,
Runs to the bathroom and feels herself deflate.

She can't eat, she just can't.
They don't understand,
If she does she gets sick,
Her stomach hurts, she feels guilty and just...ick.

Please don't look at her strangely,
It's not her fault,
Actually, it's you who's to blame,
Because of negative verbal assault.

Now, no matter how she lies,
And doesn't eat at meal times
She can't seem to get down
To that perfect size.