Some nights I find it hard to sleep,
when I sit and obsess over the calories,
losing the weight for my own validity,
but the validation has never been free.

obsess over the label and the words it holds,
make sure I swallow my tears, don't I choke,
no one likes me too weighted, when my curves overflow
so I keep my cries muffled within my throat.

Beautiful beautiful what would it take,
Just to feel beautiful for one fucking day,
All for everyone and never for me,
Oh Aphrodite all I could want is to forever be free

Small little portions sitting alone,
even though my stomach rumbles for more than just scraps,
I'd rather widdle myself down to brittle-snapoing bones
than to admit that "I'm fat"

Beautiful beautiful what would it take,
Just to feel beautiful for one fucking day,
All for everyone and never for me,
Oh Aphrodite all I could want is to forever be free

The feeling of guilt, the feeling of shame,
what would it take to just take it away?
I've tried all the styling yet my efforts fall lame,
Despite everyone else's beauty why does my brain portray
Someone who's unworthy and only humility their fame.

Beautiful beautiful what would it take,
Just to feel beautiful for one fucking day,
All for everyone and never for me,
Oh Aphrodite all I could want is to forever be free.
© Andy McCallister