There is not enough skin, <br />to cover the bumps in my ribs, <br />or the bones in my feet <br />There is not enough fat, <br />to soften my hips, <br />or keep me warm in the wind, <br />There is not enough substance to me, <br />to keep me up, <br />or to make me move <br />I fight for each step, <br />For control over my body, <br />I fight to want to eat, <br />For my health and wellbeing <br />I fight against being labelled, <br />for pitying looks and whispers are no ones friend <br />I fight the need to quit <br />for i cannot give in<br /><br />Jess Terry<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/there-is-not-enough/
