To Eat or Not To Eat?

Being young Eating was fun Sticking out my tounge For another bun They called me cute They fed me more The praises started to dilute Making me sore As I grew older Their eyes kept watching me I started to look over my shoulder I still ate with glee Not caring for their stares For each disdain I gave them a smile Trying to stop the tears I felt vile My age mates say I'm fit Google says my size is just right But I am split As I fight their awful words with all my might "Have you tried exercise?" "You're thighs are too large." Their words they terrorise Looking in the mirror I watch. I study hard My appetite lost Using it as an excuse to starve But at what cost They start to praise my new size And it hurts My mental and physical wellbeing sacrificed Everyone is a jerk I've lost control of my body Am I realy hungry? I don't know? My mind tells me not to eat But my body does the opposite I latter falk sick. I am confused? My question to you all is now To eat or not to eat?