Everytime I breathe in, I feel my skin and bones clashing against each other
Everytime I look at my body, I see my ribs trying to break free from my skin
Everytime I look at my hands, my veins are gnawing at my skin
No wonder why mosquitos think of me as their lover
When people have their fingers around my wrist, it never fits
My wrist can never feel claustrophobia
Seeing almost every bone in my body
Makes me want to grab them till it’s finally “see ya”
Once someone hits me, it sends all the nerves in my body into a frenzy
As if I had fractured a bone
To my dislike of milk, I am just as simple as a thin piece of glass

Everytime I move, I am in pain
Feeling my skin tightening over me everyday, no matter how much food or stretches I intake
Watching myself get my dehydrated throughout the days that I’m alive, no matter how much water I consume
Eating so many unhealthy foods
Drinking unhealthy drinks
Watching as tears rain from how much disgust and pain I am in because of my own body
Yet, “everything I do is for my sake”

Resting my head on my arms in no no
Resting your head on any part of me is a no go
Feeling the sturdiness of my back
I irate
I hate
My body making everything impossible for me to do
Including pushing myself to the limits while in athletics
Including eating so much
Yet, seeing myself get more obese makes me feel inhuman
Making me carve my body into getting skinnier
Carving myself to be ideal
Yet, I cannot carve myself into my high expectations
I can only carve it to the closest I can to my impossible expectations

I don’t think my body can handle all the aggressive beatings
I’ll soon look like a skinwalker
I’m bugging out
I’m lagging out
I'm going to black out