comfort in sickness

Would I be easier to love

If I lost another pound?

I'm begging on my knees

Shaking as I'm falling to the ground

If my eyes were a little bigger,

My stomach flatter and my thighs a little thicker

Could I be the only one for anyone?

I'll take the scissors, I'll skip that meal

I'm not beautiful yet

But maybe I could be

My hunger comforted me more

Than any man ever did

Everything is hurting

And I'm living for it

He says he's in love with my body

And I'm in love with being sick