I hate my body,
and the way I act,
I hate that I hate myself,
so thank you, mom and dad,
for teaching me what self-loathing is,
all at the ripe age of 10.
Sometimes when I wake up,
I want to wake up dead,
so I don\'t have to be me,
so I can leave my body,
I\'d do better ghostly-
rather than humanly.
If there\'s ever a time-
one where I don\'t hate my body,
a day where I can feel okay eating,
then please remind me-
remind me to send my parents a \"thank you\".
I\'ll never stop,
I\'ll never learn how,
it\'s a man vs man situation,
but it\'s me vs me,
and there\'ll be no winners,
because we\'ll both be dead.