How it feels We define ourselves by our numbers. We valve ourselves by how little we eat. We do not fear death, we do not fear the consequences, we only fear inperfection. We only fear being fat and lose control. We do not care what damage we do to ourselves. Because food hurt us even more. But we cannot escape. We are trapped. Trapped inside our bodies. Trapped inside oure minds. This eat us up alive, while we refuse to eat. We slowly go insane, but while we lose our sanity. We gain even more. We are stronger. We are more powerful. But tomorrow is a new day...! Another day in Hell!