I thought I was happy
Happy without you
That I would be perfectly okay
But I was so wrong
Without your constant compliments
And longing lustful glances
And occasional inappropriate touches
I don't know who I am
I feel like I'm not beautiful enough
Like I'm some forgettable face in the crowd
Not worth your time
Or your fantasies
So when I starve myself to death
And bleed out in my bathroom tub
I want you to know
That in order for me to see myself how you did
I had to take such extreme measures
Ones that are going to end killing me