Caught in the Arms of ED

YOU MIGHT THINK I AM STRONG

I THINK YOU GOT IT WRONG

I LIVE LIFE DAY TO DAY

HOPING IT WILL GO MY WAY

I HAVE MY FRIENDS AND MY FOOD PLAN

MY THERAPIST AND MY THOUGHTS

MY EXERCISE AND MY EXCITEMENT

THEN SOMETHING HAPPENS AND I GET CAUGHT

CAUGHT IN THE ARMS OF ED

TURNING MY EYES AWAY

FROM MY FOCUS TO WIN THE FIGHT

THAT I THOUGHT WAS GOING TO STAY.

HE TELLS ME THAT I AM SELFISH

THAT I SHOULD DOUBT MY EVERY MOVE

ONE MINUTE I AM HAPPY

DO I HAVE A RIGHT TO FEEL THIS GOOD?

DOUBTING MY STRENGTH AND CONFIDENCE

AS ED ALWAYS KNEW I WOULD

I AM LOSING INCHES AROUND MY WAIST

AND MY PANTS ARE FALLING OFF

I SEE THE FACE OF ED IN MY HEAD

AS HE BEGINS TO LAUGH AND SCOFF

YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING STRONG

YOU THINK YOU GOT ME BEAT

LET ME SEE YOU LOSE EVEN MORE

YOU WILL SEE THAT YOU WERE WRONG.

THE LITTLE VOICE IS ALWAYS THERE

CHATTERING AWAY

CAN'T I SEND HIM TO DETENTION

OR KILL HIM FOR GOOD TODAY?

EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE I GET CAUGHT UP IN MY LIFE

AND REALIZE THAT I AM HAPPY AND STRONG

AND FORGET TO FOCUS ON THE FIGHT

PLEASE TELL ME THAT YOU CARE

DON'T LET ED BE RIGHT.

Mary Pat shares her words so that others may find theirs. http://www.reflectingrace.com

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