I can't stand to look at you
It hurts me every time
Don't you even realize
That you could possibly die?
It's called anorexia
And you are on it's edge
I don't want the day to come
When they announce that you are dead
I love you too much
Depressing dreams overwhelm me
I want you to understand
I just want you to see
You were fine the way you were
Always perfect in everything
Your low self esteem so very low
You think that you are nothing
But I can honestly tell you
And stare you in the eye
That you were always wonderful
And that is no where near a lie
So please stop doing this to yourself
Just please use your head
Because I'd die a million times
If I found out you were dead
