Strength

I have a theory;
Those who choose to eat are weak.
But I don't feel strong.

Scientifically proven:
strength is in numbers.
So when I put two fingers in my throat,
and everything is purged on a platter of perfection:
I don't feel strong.

It's a fact that
strength is the fall of a thousand men.
with a pinch of hubris, and a dash of self-control.
But I have no cntrol, no love, and no faulters.

Strength is earned, not granted.
I guess I'll jsut have to keep starving,
Keep hurting,
Keep cutting,
Keep crying,
Keep lying,
And most of all,
Struggle for Strength.