I don't know what to do. I want to look just like you.
Skinny,where you can see the bones. So i lay here with the
body aches as i pray and dream about the perfect body.

I need to lose another pound,just like the one before. So
ill keep running circle til i puke and smile inside. Eating
only eating enough live i get the dizy feeling that makes
you feel high. But i'm still not skinny enough,and i will
never be until i'm light enough to fly into sky.

As the tears come and i take my last breathe. i stare at my
bones and realize i never did get where i wanted to be. but
once God opens the door,i'll be able to see.