Have you had a night alone?
And found all you want
In a bag of lays and ice cream cone
Have been sitting on your bed
Thinking what is wrong with me
While food dances in your head
Have you ate everything you saw
Since the day that you turned nine
Started bingeing on bear claws
Have you ever felt remorse and fat?
And looked down and said
What will I do about that?
Have you ever knelt before a porcelain bowl?
And spilled all you had to it
Just so you can, for once feel whole
Living Life behind glass
All girls have felt
As Head of the class
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