I need me chocolate! 🍫

Vicious mirror!

Looking at it, I realize

a shape I don't recognize,

I don't want to accept.

That size isn't mine!

I refuse to...

I can still lose

the weight I gained

when with doubt I faced

and anguish and other stresses...

But you know what my reaction is?

I need chocolate!

... to overcome how big I am...

I need chocolate!

...to to to to... survive the sadness

of being fat I want more fat...

I need chocolate!

Something is wrong here

and handle it I will,

I will face it

and I will break the cycle...

just not now.

For now, I need chocolate!

It is just not fare,

that I get testy

when I realize I need diet,

that in turn

people around get pesky

and that that stresses me

and gives me hunger.

Then I need chocolate!

I want to be

one of those people

without hunger when stressed,

just mop around forget'n' to eat

and letting the size shrink..

the size of their stomach...

the size of their trousers...

all size in general...

go away, way down

and then they can see

that shiny silver lining

that at least they got sleek.

🍫🍫🍫

I am sad, so I want chocolate!

I feel fat, so I crave chocolate!

I stress over it, so I am

in need of chocolate!

And since it is unfair,

I am eating the double of it!