
I am a blemished lamb,
my spots just show me how weak I am.
[or maybe I am stronger than you want me to believe]
I'll preach to myself about how I'm loved
and then go purge what breakfast was.
Is that love?
~ I don't think I'm ready for the answer yet ~
People want to blame what's on TV,
the way she looks and what is said to me.
But I point fingers at all of you,
where was my encouragement when I was blue?
[my enemies were there before you were]
So if I take that rationale,
then why do you care if I eat a meal?
What on earth is the big deal?
[from what I'm told, I don't need to be that thin]
It's funny how you say you care,
because when I get home,
you are never there.
[dinner is always up to me]
~ Maybe he'll notice me if I'm a couple sizes smaller ~
You're right,
I don't love me.
But you don't love me either.




















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