Dreaming with a broken heart... waking up is the hardest part

Why am i so alone?

I followed my gut
my gut said to cut

I really want to kno wut u really see when you look at me

When in doubt, keep it out... out of earshot out of the house.. even if that really means keeping it all in

I look in the mirror and see all my fat
and i ask myself y i let myself get like that
so i starve myself for that perfect body
i will do anything to look like one of those models

I wish to go far away

Dont judge or think... Just Listen

Nothing is ever right
everything is always wrong
i always lose the fight
as im singing my very last song

whats worse love without a heart or a heart without love?