Post by americanclassicx3 on Mar 26, 2006 23:47:41 GMT -5
silent screams
scare away dreams
of the hunger tease
oh, so easily ceased
but she eagerly redeems
those far away dreams
introduce then release
from the mouth which eats
want without will, take in to the fill
debating whether healing is worth getting ill
still she can't shake the feeling of that desire to spill
her whole body shudders with the guiltiest chill
after running on empty day after day
nothing is plenty to get in the way
harder and harder it is to obey
when she knows in her heart that she's not okay
the kitchen is inviting
she's pacing the floor
the tears she is fighting
are anxious to pour
the night's stars lighting
up the kitchen, now soar
down into her writing
and out the back door
placing future regret onto her tongue
her whole state of mind is suddenly swung
she travels mentally to a state of remorse
where everyone has succumbed to that inanimate force
her appearance has led her there
but her insanity locked her in
where everyone judges and compares
in hopes of feeling thin
but as they all idealize
getting rid of a double chin
it's so odd they don't realize
they all share the same skin
the same chubby face, the same messy hair
the same fat stomach, the same awkward glare
the same hungry feeling, the same sad prayer
the same distorted image, with the same obsessive care
thousands of reflections
faced in opposite directions
hall of mirrors in her eyes
distort and blur hips and thighs
close her eyes and start to run
reality check: she's the only one
she's the only one who gives into the pressure
she's the only one who lets herself cheat
she's the only one who has no will-power
yet, she's the only one who she must defeat.
scare away dreams
of the hunger tease
oh, so easily ceased
but she eagerly redeems
those far away dreams
introduce then release
from the mouth which eats
want without will, take in to the fill
debating whether healing is worth getting ill
still she can't shake the feeling of that desire to spill
her whole body shudders with the guiltiest chill
after running on empty day after day
nothing is plenty to get in the way
harder and harder it is to obey
when she knows in her heart that she's not okay
the kitchen is inviting
she's pacing the floor
the tears she is fighting
are anxious to pour
the night's stars lighting
up the kitchen, now soar
down into her writing
and out the back door
placing future regret onto her tongue
her whole state of mind is suddenly swung
she travels mentally to a state of remorse
where everyone has succumbed to that inanimate force
her appearance has led her there
but her insanity locked her in
where everyone judges and compares
in hopes of feeling thin
but as they all idealize
getting rid of a double chin
it's so odd they don't realize
they all share the same skin
the same chubby face, the same messy hair
the same fat stomach, the same awkward glare
the same hungry feeling, the same sad prayer
the same distorted image, with the same obsessive care
thousands of reflections
faced in opposite directions
hall of mirrors in her eyes
distort and blur hips and thighs
close her eyes and start to run
reality check: she's the only one
she's the only one who gives into the pressure
she's the only one who lets herself cheat
she's the only one who has no will-power
yet, she's the only one who she must defeat.