Being cold all the time is strange
But no one questions it in the winter
No idea what I’ll do in the summer
No one notices a thing if I still have meat on my skin
They won’t say I’m pretty, they won’t say I’m skinny
I’m not large, not small; just someone stuck in the ****** middle

Seems like no one pays attention till your time is almost up
I know I can accomplish things, but I can’t do them alone
Sometimes I realize I don’t know what can help
And others I just need a hug

Please don’t give up on me, I promise I can be okay
For now I’ll be sad today, but sometimes you give me a smile at night
So thanks for existing, it really means a lot
Can’t promise I’ll be here for long, but I know I will while I can