im sick.
literally.
i have the flu.
i walk downstairs,
to find someone
to help me
figure out what to do.

i see my mom,
expecting a warm embrace,
she looks at me and says,
"wow you really need to lose some weight."

i'm sitting here hurting,
everything is in pain,
and all you can think of,
is how much i weigh?

i go to the scale,
close my eyes,
a million decisions
run through my mind.

i open them,
and i look at the scale
right in its
numerical face.
and i'll say
"*******,"
i know what to do,
this weight is here to stay.