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another glance thou i try to look away. what u can't see can't hurt so they say. another tear shed for another pound gained a voice of shame taunts my name controlling me is it truth or lies that plague me?i want the yelling to seize i beg i plead but no one hears me a deadly game i play with only me. i have to win cuz losing is too ugly. i can't be but i long to be like the models i see in magazines, they call to me should i know it's all airbrushed lies visions of illusions not offered to me? what a shame whispers all around me a silly girl caught up in a haze of fame. the pain cuts it clutches bearing it's ugly claws leaving pernament marks the figurers dance across a tiny screen laughing at me.. 125 screams..to me..i cry inside for perfection is so far away in a foggy haze i swear I'll melt it away a simple task takes a deadly grip my mind spins my body thins the voices grow the whispers won't quit i die inside u read my words u turn away my secret prison with a deadly mission 120 95 85 soon I'll be perfect for you're tv just like the beauties i flip through in my playboy magazine tears of frustration rage on inside of me a battle i' m sure to lose cuz reality washes over me. i long to be with them one of them but beautiful ones hang with beautiful ones not ugly ones like me. so i lock myself inside a prison of lifeless shame i tell myself living in fantasy and illusions that never die beat a crushing world of taunting realty.