I don't want to eat but my head tells me to eat.
She bit once, the chicken leg still whole, a tiny bite is all there is.
In my mind, I wish I eat like her so I won't have to worry about my weight.
She is growing up, she should eat like me, she needs all of it. I, on the other hand - a full grown man who wants to lose weight, yet eats the most food and lose control.
I wish, if only we can switched our way of eating. I would be skinny and she would be chubby. As time goes by, she'll shed the excess, and as she grows upward to become a lady, she'll be taller than me and skinny.
Then I do not have to worry, my weight will be okay and she will be.
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