I've been good
For about a month now
Eating what I want
Supressing the voice
Telling me not to eat
And weigh myself
I don't know why
But I give in
To the voices
Go on, dear
Step on the scale
Lets see how were doing
With shaky hands
I grab the counter
And climb on
The cold metal beneath my warm feet
I gasp
The number went up
Stepping off the scale
I run
Fighting tears
Head in hands
Fighting voices
Ugly voices
You've failed us
You've failed yourself
You're fat
Worthless
Ugly
All the memories of people
Telling me I'm fat
Ugly
Not good enough
A bitch
It's taunting me
Haunting me
Hurting me
I want to scream
The voices sneer
Nobody loves you
We will not stop
Till the number is down
Way Down
