so many things wrong with my body. my brain.
so many things wrong with my stomach.the pain
so many things wrong with my legs, refrain.
i dont like this body, but it isnt even your body?
i dont like this body, well its the only body
be gentle with your body, i refuse to listen to that phrase.
too fat, the dysmorphia it envades.
too wrong, the dysphoria it destroys,
fix the stomach, fix the dysmorphia it envades.
make the stomach, no it must decay.
fix your legs, cant take away scars, mistakes.
fix your chest, your- no i cant. they wont let me.
i want to leave i want to be a skeleton in the cold world.
but your too cold? im fine, ill just bathe.
warm water bury me, warm water give me a home.
i dont want to leave i have no home.
tired of my ed tired of my issues.
tired of my dysmorphia, dysphoria causing issues.
i wonder what is it like? to think and be or maybe just exist as you?