Oh my soul, be thou quiet
This is not 'another diet'
Just a program of exchange
Though some things do seem strange
Raw vegetables and 'brock-o-lee'
Does not sound too good to me
Lots of tofu and bean sprouts
While my empty stomach shouts
The meaning here is quite plain;
This program is designed for pain
Someone with anorexia planned
A program that tastes like sand
My hands are sweating, my soul is dreading
I must keep this thing from spreading
My only hope, the paper shredder
It finally made this diet better
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
I want to run, I want to hide
From all the pain he caused inside.
I want to screa
Enough Hurting Those Who Love You
Wondering why you have so much hate
Before you see it will be too late
Trying to
My brother can eat.
Hide your fruits,
Hide your snacks,
Hide all your tre
You came to me when you were sad
And I was stupid to take you back
I thought you
I see people laughing and joking all around,
but on my face there is no smile; instead, t
When you proceed,
Some will say it can't be done
And that there is no need
<The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
I've envied the people around me
So invested in living each day,
While I spent my
I don't get how you can't see
All the things you did to me.
If only you knew
