Insipid Vines Sadly Took Over

Today ...
You can watch me starve while I perform damage control.
This body doesn't even feel like it belongs to me,
...So much weight to carry.

Walking becomes harder while this addiction grows stronger,
I'm giving up everything to be where I want.
You can call it selfish, but you'd be wrong.

To always be the "fat friend"
The one they always hide behind,
Is never as much fun as it sounds.

(To be someones protection, their all should feel good no?)

Now I'm done with that, so you can kiss you wall goodbye because when I'm through you're going to be oh so jealous of this perfect spaghetti body.

Thin brittle noodles of arm and leg just like yours were...are.
...But mine will be better...

An emaciated shadow of delight walking the streets looking like death,
This brings comfort to me, a blanket of storm clouds to shelter from this disease in.

Why would I shelter?
Because in reality this disease quickly takes over like a weed
and kills off and shadows the beauty there was...

I was beautiful