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
If ice cream could be grown on the treetop,
Tiny tummies would be liking it lots.
The people upstairs all practice ballet
Their living room is a bowling alley
Thei
I think of her and our time together,
And the tears come to my eye.
I never wante
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
I told you I loved you.
You didn't hesitate to say it back.
You held me in your a
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
It's done and it's over
I'm through with misery
No more sadness
No more y
So many people live around you,
But not all get close to your heart.
Some become
Life is not just waking up one morning and saying, "Ok, I want this to happen."
It's abou
After I knew the person you showed the world,
I searched for the person you are.
