Feelings.

I was lost,
You took me by the hand.
You said you could make me happy.
You said you could make me thin.

You said it wouldn't be long
Everything would be different
When I was thin.

I tried to run away from you
But you just followed me
And pretended to be my friend.

You trapped me in my body
And wouldn't let me see my friends.
You had my hand in your thin hand
And lead me through the tunnel.

Darker and darker everyday
Until there was no light.

Everything but skinny.

Everything but beautiful.

Everything but perfect.

Everything but self-confident.

Everything but satisfied.

In love with formspring.

Ask me whatever you like.

http://www.formspring.me/FlysSky

Listen closely:
The only time it's too late to change yourself is when you're dead.
Until then, you're simply making excuses or lying to yourself.

Discipline is remembering what you really want!

Because the end result is worth the fight!

Weak.
I'm a weak piece of person, of meat without soul and heart.

Why can't I be strong enough to do all this here?
Was all the work for nothing?

I just want this dream, this idea, this thought to come true.
But why do I have to be so weak?

I mean it's not that hard, I have done it several times before, why doesn't it work out this time?!
I don't want to be this fat thing anymore.
I have to change,  right NOW!

Crying, you won't let me out

Dying, what's this all about

Trying, but can not get free

Hungry, i feel so empty

Fat, you seem to agree

Know, that being thin isn't free

SHE, is my only friend

        be with me to the end

        knows where my secrets lie

and this is how I'm gonna die.

Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate.

Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate.

Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate. Hate.

Hate myself.