Sometimes people have urges.
To get rid of everyone in their life.
Sometimes those people deserve this.
And sometimes it isn't quite right.
The fact is you can not escape.
Every time something jogs your memory,
You want to jog away.

Be it in La Habana or in Rome,
Because we all suffer and laugh
In the same language.

It seemed you smelled
a little bit like *****,
a little bit like beer,
a little bit like dove,
a little bit like boys don't cry,
a little bit like wednesday morning.

The words I write
Are all I have
Every sentence, paragraph or script,
I hold dear.
They are my life.
It's a solitary existence.
To being rejected I'm prone
I've been left all alone
In a jail of words
I'll grab the pen once more
And my own personal prison
Will continue to grow.

By thirteen years old, you were counting calories
By fifteen, you were eating none
You were losing weight, month by month
Puking until you felt numb

A look in the mirror
Was a look in the eyes
Of something destructive;
The wrong size

Clutching your love handles
Replacing love with hate
Regretting anything and everything
That you ever ate

Counting each rib
Every time you got the chance
This delirious disease
Has caught you in a trance

You say "I'm okay"
When you're really not
You starved yourself
And it's hard to talk

You feel proud of yourself
For doing what you wanted
When the only thing you should be feeling
Is boundlessly haunted

Ready to go out tonight
"I hope I look okay"
But you don't
Not today

Your face is just a skull
Your body a skeleton
You think you can hide it
But it is evident

Your friends don't realize it
But you're slowly decaying
How could they not see
The sight you're displaying?

It is engraved in your mind
That you have to look perfect
Like the supermodels you see
But is your life worth it?

You don't want to see curves
You want to see bone
Because having skin
Is fat alone

Disappointed that all your clothes
Are not size zeros
You feel destroyed
Like you look like hippos

Believe it or not
I think you look great
You should love your body
Not hate

It's time to take a chance
And love yourself
You look fine
Even in size one-twelve

Throw away those razors
Bring in the food
You look beautiful
In the ****

I love every part of you
Because you are special
From your face to your feet
And every vessel

You are okay
You will recover
Your body looks great
Naked or covered

You are beautiful
Let nobody tell you unlike
You are special
So shine in the sunlight