I hate myself so much sometimes
I hate the way my thighs touch
I despise my feet
my hair wont ever do me any good
I always worry my butts too big
my face is always too shiny
people call me beautiful
how can someone be beautiful
when they don't feel it?
all my life, so far
I've tried to be happy with
my body
I'd want to be tan
but when I am
its splotchy
like a stain
when I was skinny
it didn’t matter
and every day
I feel 10 pounds fatter
my insecurities
could flood my room
I try to feel secure
but skinny is such
a blur
it's all I want
and oh the scale
the dreaded death toll sounds
when I step upon it
and count the pounds
when I eat I feel guilty
maybe I should stop
stop eating
I have enough meat
on my legs
for my body
to eat then it would disappear
but would I go too?
what if my stomach
ate my body away
I work my ass off
everyday
it seems that
I'm dying to be thin
can I just be,
for one day,
comfortable in my own skin
If I could I would
trade mine in
get a thinner, tanner suit
my insecurities could
swallow me whole
but would that make me
fatter
what would it matter
if I was gone
anyway

 
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