What Have I Become?
Hunger ripping through every inch of my bodyPulling at me, willing me to eat
But there's that voice
That evil voice that plagues me
"Do not eat
You will get fat
Can't you see how far you've come?
Food is the enemy"
So instead I abide this fictitious fascade
Made up of hurt, lies, and self-mutilation
Burning, cutting, breaking my own bones
Just to contain this pain inside me.
And when I loose control
When I make that fatal mistake of eating
When, by chance, that food slips down my throat
Then so does my finger.
Binging and Purging
Starving and Bleeding
Deceving and Lying
Is taht really what my life has become?
Hollow and Empty
Vased completely on hope of being pretty?
Why must I suffer so?
Why can't I just be "normal"?
What is normal anyways?
We all must play byt he rules society has set up for us
If we do not
The results may be fatal
So instead of loving myself
I destroy myself
Indead of eating
I die of hunger
I would rather die skinny
Rather die pretty that die fat and ugly.
Can't you see how far you've come?
Food is the enemy"
So instead I abide this fictitious fascade
Made up of hurt, lies, and self-mutilation
Burning, cutting, breaking my own bones
Just to contain this pain inside me.
And when I loose control
When I make that fatal mistake of eating
When, by chance, that food slips down my throat
Then so does my finger.
Binging and Purging
Starving and Bleeding
Deceving and Lying
Is taht really what my life has become?
Hollow and Empty
Vased completely on hope of being pretty?
Why must I suffer so?
Why can't I just be "normal"?
What is normal anyways?
We all must play byt he rules society has set up for us
If we do not
The results may be fatal
So instead of loving myself
I destroy myself
Indead of eating
I die of hunger
I would rather die skinny
Rather die pretty that die fat and ugly.
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