Feed me, feed me
More than I need.
I give obeisance
To my body's greed.

Until I look in the mirror
And hate what I see.
A fragile frame
Destroying me.

The scale's a liar
And so are my friends.
As I turn to wires
And sheets again.

I'm not the only one who has to suffer,
Though I may die the most,
I'm not your only imaginary lover.

I'm not the girl you'll walk down the aisle with,
Though I'll be dead before your wedding.
I'm infatuated with fable and myth.

I'm not insane-- I am in love!
Though I will never tell you.
You won't believe it's something I can prove...

This is a most bittersweet goodbye,
Because I could tell, as you walked away, you thought
That my eyes are most beautiful when I cry.

I walked blindly into that night,
Or so I led you to believe.
No, I knew what I was doing, and how wrong it was.
I just thought
It could stay a secret,
Just a secret
And nothing more.

Of course I hoped for more,
But how much can one hope for?
How much can one hope for with signals so unclear?

I set my goals too high
And ventured to lows too low.
I knew what I was doing,
knowing it was wrong;
Even knowing how she would feel if she found out--
I knew it was wrong.

But that didn't stop me.

No, it takes an eighteen-wheeler going eighty,
Hitting me right in the face.
It isn't until then that I see.

It isn't until then that I see I'm a selfish *****--
A homewrecker of sorts--
Undeserving of your love.

Leave me here,
Alone,
To bask in my desperation.
Though I'd give you my heart in a second,
Turn me down,
For I am more deserving of pestilence.

We're watching
and we’re waiting
and we’re loving
and we’re hating
as the ***** of
greed is slowly
passing by.
Every thief and
every banker lifts
a frosty mug to
thank her while
the widow wipes
the tear beneath
her eye.
And the politician
smiles as the cash
is stacked in piles
while the price of
crude is soaring
to the sky.
And the folks who
rule the planet take
the whole ****
thing for granite
plucking fiddles
while the children
slowly die

I wonder if you know what im feeling inside...
Is it ok to fall, I really cant decide...
You could be the one,  you could be it...
I havnt a clue what I have done yet!
Did I go to fast?
From fears of experiences in my past?
What I can tell you is its in Gods hands...
Just where our relationship lands!

Sometimes i wish i was just skinny,
that way my problems aren't showing every time I walk into a room.
They can be hidden within, like real problems should be.
I mean, there are bigger problems in the world,
like starvation.
But they could have my fat.
Get it out.
I sometimes think of other problems that people can hide, like OCD or chronic *******
but then I realize I just might have those too.
Yeah, just imagine a fat girl *******, as pretty as a jar of pickles.
But then, what exactly is fat?

I manipulated hearts today-
Without guilt I was in control
and it felt good.

With my own hands
I cut them,
With my own hands
I felt them,
With my own imagination
I twisted them until they fit just right.
Just like placing stars in
the magic of the night.

I cut out paper hearts today,
Twenty four of them.
It all seemed perfect,
One heart for every hour-
In a day,
That we're apart.

I moved them,
The hearts,
And shaped them-
And spread them apart,
Like time zones between here,
And Australia.

If only there wasn't a time zone bewteen us,
If only there wasn't your destiny and mine-
If somehow these hearts could beat together;
The rhythm to a love song-
But they cannot...

They're paper thin
hoping to win,
The hands of someone
to hold them.

When achieving your dream becomes anxiety and failure becomes guilt, remember: it is okay to leave the pressure to find the passion.

2. You cannot force yourself to love that boy, even if he is perfect. It will only break his heart.

3. When the right boy enters your life, he will be far from perfection: a beautiful blonde mess even your band teacher labels a bad idea.

4. It is easy to be seduced by a picture-perfect image of success.

5. It is impossible to stay practical and balanced when falling in love. Ignore your mother’s advice and let yourself be swept away.

6. A high school diploma represents more than hard work and passing grades: in those four years, you grew into someone you can be proud of.

7. Treasure the present instead of waiting for the future.

8. Don't forget to be yourself even when you are changing.

9. Sometimes, you explode. Do not stop yourself from experience all the ugly emotions.

10. Never rush recovery.

11. Expectations don't always understand that healing takes time.

12. Trust this: you will be okay.

Life is the hardest thing to love though it is the worthiest. Even on those days when the sickness blinds you, life is beautiful. Even on those days when the temptation of kitchen knives and the pill bottle on the second shelf of your mother’s medicine cabinet pull you to pluck your pulse in perfect pizzacto, you must let life remind you: you are worth it.