I remember going hungry
Craving their approval.
For calories and fat grams,
I had a strong refusal...
*Because I wanted MY approval*
It was never enough..
More and more had to be restricted
And I was proud of it somehow
I felt talented and gifted.
Pat myself on the back
For doing what most couldn't
But it was sick and wrong
And I really really have shouldnt...
But they loved me for it,
God knows it wasnt for me..
Im sorry..im just talking,
Its my insecurities, maybe the vanity.
I am a vain, insecure,emotional being.
But theres more to it than that,
Theres more than what youre seeing..
But for now im done explaining
