Calculated Calories Poem by Tracy Morgan

Numbers are my favorite things to play with,
Which is why I love math.
I like to subtract,
I like to add,
I like to multiply,
Divide,
Square,

But most importantly,
I like to memorize and maintain.
Like this:
Butter - 22 calories
Bread,
Multigrain - 91 calories,
White - 79 calories,
Plum cake - 78 calories
Coffee with 1% milk - 7 calories PER CUP,
Cheddar Cheese - one hundred and thirteen calories per slice
Breadsticks - 190 calories
Almonds- 162
Cheese pizza - 277
Donuts - 195
Alfredo - 415

It feels so good,
To be able to play with numbers,
To be able to control.

Even though I love numbers so much,
I don't like it when they get bigger,
Like when I was 10,
But then I turned 13,
People hate my chubby self now.

Like when I was 80 pounds,
But then I was a whopping 110!

The rest of the boys in my class could run without jiggling bellies,
Except me.
The rest of the boys always impressed the coach,
While I got cut from basketball for being chubby.

But I knew I always found my ways to solve my math problems,
So I thought I could solve this one, too.

1 place to hide my food + 1 skipped meal equals only five hundred calories per day.
I lived by that for so long,
Because calculations and calories were the only things I could count on,

2 places to hide my food + 2 skipped meals equal only four hundred calories per day.
And now, people tell me I look like a handsome boy,
The boy that I know I should be.
Girls want to go out with me now,
Now that I look like a scrawny, angsty boy from a boyband.

3 places to hide my food + 3 skipped meals equal… two months inpatient?
All I wanted to do was become thin again,
But now, eating means saving my life.
I'm so scared of just a bit entering my body,
I feel like I'm losing sight of light.