Nervosa

to let the hunger

die only a little.

how far can I stretch myself

before I get brittle?

skin like paper

with eyes like glass,

if you know me so well,

then why would you ask?

what good does a question do

if you're speaking too fast?

my consequences,

they have gone to the trash.

hold your tongue,

there's no need to be rash.

if I'm not first,

please don't let me be last.

life's too hard,

so I just let the shit pass.

I'm holding out for now,

but only a little.

I keep thinning out,

but I'll try not to get brittle.