I wonder what it is like to be you
With so much self-control,
You stop eating
With so few thoughts regarding the future,
You cut till' you bleed
With so few fears,
That they fill your entire life
 
I wonder what it is like to be you
With so much discipline,
You are pretty every single day
With so few thoughts regarding the future,
You constantly live in the world of now
With so few fears,
You can sweep them under the rug

I wonder what it is like to be me,
With so little self-control,
I let you slip through my fingers,
With so many thoughts about the future,
I can not be anything in the present,
With so many fears
I dare not act.

Life: Noun: Uncountable: Plural: Lives
The ability to have: Abilities
Period of time filled with: Adjectives
With many opportunities to seize

Life as punishment: Contract/prison/love
Life as enjoyment: Contact/comfort/love
Love: Meaning: Affection. Also used above
Love: For idiom see also: Turtledove

Life: Antonym: Death: What comes after life
The leading cause of death on Earth: Neglect
Example: None cared the child had a knife
The leading cause of life on Earth: V-necks

Cheat: Suicide: Lessons on life not learned
Antidote: No cure has yet been confirmed

I feel alive
And calm
And collected
And in control

I really am, a terrible liar

A girl with arms and legs
A brain
A liver
A heart
 
A broken one
The liver I mean,
Not the heart!
Lost, but never in-pieces
 
She doesn't personally own one,
Or she does, it was stolen you see
The one she has now, she loaned
Just until she finds her own!
 
Though the time she uses to pay back her loan
Is time away from finding the stolen core
She pays through her liver
And her innocence
 
Speculating where her heart actually went
She gradually rewinds her life
To see when it disappeared
 
Maybe it was beaten out of her by her father,
Or flushed out when she put her finger in her throat.
Maybe she left it with her virginity,
Or she threw it away with her dignity?