My hunger is some thing i fear, because it is a secret some thing i hold so dear.
i fell the pain inside my self,but the pain can't no longer stop me from what i am doing to my self.
the creature living in side my head, tell me stuff that hurts me so bad, some times i wish i where dead.
he tell me that i am fat, only 92, tell tell me i am fat and that is why i cant get some guy like u.
he tell me to look at magazines,he tells me this just to show me who i should really be.
i can't help that i have this creature inside my head, it isn't my fault that i rather be dead. i can't help what kind of thoughts go through my head. maybe the world would be better if i where just dead.
do u even want me here? what do u really think of me dear? u do think i am crazy is that why u wont look at me, or is it just the fact that i am every thing that u don't wanna be.
what ever the reason, what ever the season, i always fell the same. when i tell people about this they think it is all a game.
so u will be the next one i tell. will u help me? or just let me fall straight to he// ?
because that is where i am right now every day that u push me down. every time u want to ignore, and every time u think i am a boar. don't worry it doesn't matter now. so for get me just go sit down and have a bear, because now i have found that i always will live in hunger and fear.
