All this food, the hunger that defeats
Alas, the scale! We finally meet.
Weighing a whopping two hundred and thirty,
Looking at my body I feel so dirty.
So I'm trying something new to help me lose weight
I often pass out, but lost one hundred sixty-eight.
"Anorexia," that's what they all it
They claim it's dangerous and causes trouble--
But look at me; I've lost more than double!
It's kicking in, I'm feeling those regrets
Starving and passing out is what I get.
I can see past my skin, straight to my bones
So limp, so weak; I feel so alone.
Take my word of advice, don't starve yourself;
If you want to lose weight, find some other help.