Hunger sets in, 
Like a beast within, 
Stomach churns, 
I collapse on the floor, 
Like a pathetic wanna be, 
Head spins, 
Thoughts detached, 
All I can think of is food, 
Only a step away, 
But I torture myself, 
And belive it's ok, 
Because one day, 
I'll come out to play, 
When I am thin, 
You'll all see the supermodel within.
(dedicated to those of you who won't eat)                
after a while you begin to forget about the food and the hungerpains, good write graham
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
thanks graham, each comment is appriciated :) but if you're hungry you really should eat.