is this what i said i wanted?
hollow comfort
bruised hands, long blue stripes
laced in red.
bruised eyes.
too much time awake,
too little eat &
ijustcan'tsleeprightnow
lay on the floor and puke.
nothing.
empty body, empty soul.
boy in the doorway,
smiling at you, suddenly he loves you.
15 pounds underweight.
and calling you pretty for the first time.
his pretty baby.
full length mirrors
white porcelain toilets
red towel on white floor
hollow stomache, hollow comfort
i don't need to eat,
look at me
i am fine, i am alive
i can function
i won't ever get that thin
that starved that sick that disfunctional
i know when to stop, no not me.
my skin is layers thick and growing by the second
and he said
your beautiful, baby, i love you, baby
smile and thank.
leaning over the toilet, holding back hair
the stench is horrible
bring it back up, your only so beautiful
don't miss a beat
you can't prove that i'm sick
this isn't sick this is normal
and if this is normal, then where does it end?
a shallow grave or the hospitol bed?
do a dramatic movie star drop
[faint]
the ED beauty queen
lie in bed, palm on stomache
forget to eat, make more excuses
i'mjustnothungryrightnowthankyou
squared off numbers push you towards the edge
and the light
108.4
lightheaded.
is that high or low?
i don't know anymmore.
hide your hands
they're ugly you want to be pretty
the bruises
it's a race against the scale
bruised hands, long blue stripes
laced in red.
bruised eyes.
too much time awake,
too little eat &
ijustcan'tsleeprightnow
lay on the floor and puke.
nothing.
empty body, empty soul.
boy in the doorway,
smiling at you, suddenly he loves you.
15 pounds underweight.
and calling you pretty for the first time.
his pretty baby.
full length mirrors
white porcelain toilets
red towel on white floor
hollow stomache, hollow comfort
i don't need to eat,
look at me
i am fine, i am alive
i can function
i won't ever get that thin
that starved that sick that disfunctional
i know when to stop, no not me.
my skin is layers thick and growing by the second
and he said
your beautiful, baby, i love you, baby
smile and thank.
leaning over the toilet, holding back hair
the stench is horrible
bring it back up, your only so beautiful
don't miss a beat
you can't prove that i'm sick
this isn't sick this is normal
and if this is normal, then where does it end?
a shallow grave or the hospitol bed?
do a dramatic movie star drop
[faint]
the ED beauty queen
lie in bed, palm on stomache
forget to eat, make more excuses
i'mjustnothungryrightnowthankyou
squared off numbers push you towards the edge
and the light
108.4
lightheaded.
is that high or low?
i don't know anymmore.
hide your hands
they're ugly you want to be pretty
the bruises
it's a race against the scale