My insecurities
my struggle
pointing out everything wrong with me
my thighs
my stomach
nothing is ever gonna look good on me
I starve myself to be skinny
I load my face with makeup to be pretty
I'm never gonna be that girl with the perfect body. As hard as I try I'm gonna wanna die
So I will sit here and cry
cry till I can't no more
till there is no liquid in my body left
till my eyes are so dry they burn
cry till I end up dying.