The hungry monster

A plan never works I try to stop 

I try to think of all the reasons I should not devour the cake 

But I can't get away the urge is too powerful

my mind plays games

and even when I think this time will be diffrent  

Who am I kidding I cant even get my self to listen 

my worth is determined by numbers and weight 

This burdens too much and there's no escape

Its force is too powerful its words persuade and before you know it you've finished 10 plates 

But wait don't forget desert is next

Topped off with cherries of shame and regret 

With no end in sight we curl up and hide from the hungry monseter that lives inside. 

This poem is about: 
Our world


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