Annarexia

My stomachs having bad pains

For I haven't eaten in days

But maybe then I can be perfect

And someone might say that I'm worth it

No one knows the stress I'm in

But maybe that's the best for them

If they don't know, then they won't stress

I just want to be pretty

But all I feel is shitty

Anorexia, the wish to be completely perfect

I don't know how long it's been

Since I haven't been getting along with them

My friends, I mean

They want me to be clean of hurting myself

Inside & out

Stomach please

Stop crying out

Soon it will be over

And we'll both stop hurting