I'm fighting a battle day and night
will i eat or will i fight
i'll decide whether to skip a meal or two
the grumble of my stomach
gives me the chills
i can't stand the thought of leaving my limpless body behind
to ever feel the need to take the handful of pills
when my appetite is so high
when all i feel is like i want to fly
soar through the air with the birds and never look behind me
every thought of getting thinner makes me want more
the grumble of my stomach
the saliva in my mouth dripping down
the chills go down my spine
to forever take control of my mind
getting thinner makes you prettier
the thought of fat makes me uglier
every thought makes me ugly, fat, and unpretty
that's what i'm made of
never ever going to get through this day
i need to get prettier
to be good enough for everyone
to get through all this pain
to no longer stand alone in the rain
so i can forever be by your side
and no longer suffer from this disease
and forever be at peace
Yukki666