I didn't get the job I interviewed for
even though I was perfect and really wanted it.
I barely live in the house I bought
because I can't do all the moving alone.
Yet I'm almost always there alone
since the bf moved home for his dying mother.
My $110 hair color did not turn out like I'd imagined
after I went out of my way for my favorite hair girl.
It's all out of my control.
But my weight doesn't have to be...
...my meals don't have to be.
I will not gain another pound.
I will starve and control my intake.
I will look the way I want to.
It's the only thing I can handle.