I look at myself ask why do starve to be thin?
I know i'm not fat, or chubby, but i always seem...

The warm, gooey sweetness
comes pouring out, like a waterfall...

I stuff myself with this and that.
I eat so much, I'm getting fat...

Anna is my one true friend
She helps me starve till the end...

Every day is a constant battle
Fighting for my life...

Tearing and ripping
Splattered and shattered...

She wakes in the morning and doesn't eat a bite
Her mother yells at her, tells her to win this...

She rips open your soul
and exposes your heart...

The love that you take
and the hate that you give...

Purging ever so sweetly
It's like a thick waterfall...

Every day is a battle
Between fat and thin...

Staring down at an empty plate
She sits and starves to the bones...