4st 7lb

I eat too much to die
And not enough to stay alive
I'm sitting in the middle, waiting.

Days since I last pissed
Cheeks sunken and despaired
So gorgeous, sunk to six stone
Lose my only remaining home

See my third rib appear
A week later, all my flesh disappears
Stretching taut, cling-film on bone
I'm getting better

Karen says I've reached my target weight
Kate and Emma and Kristin know it's fake
Problem is diet's not a big enough word
I wanna be so skinny that I rot from view

I...wanna walk in the snow
And not leave a footprint
I...wanna walk in the snow
And not soil its purity

Stomach collapsed at five
Lift up my skirt, my sex is gone
Naked and lovely and 5 stone 2
May I bud and never flower

My vision's getting blurred
But I can see my ribs and I feel fine
My hands are trembling stalks
And I can feel my breasts are sinking

Mother tries to choke me with roast beef
And sits savouring her sole ryvitta
That's the way you're built, my father said
But I can change, my cocoon shedding

I...wanna walk in the snow
And not leave a footprint
I...wanna walk in the snow
And not soil its purity

Kate and Kristin and Kit Kat
All things I like looking at
Too weak to fuss, too weak to die
Choice is skeletal in everybody's life

I choose my choice, I starve to frenzy
Hunger soon passes and sickness soon tries
Legs bend, stockinged, I am twiggy
And I don't mind the horror that surrounds me

Self-worth scatters, self-esteem's a bore
I long since moved to a higher plateau
This disipline's so rare, so please applaud
Just look at the fat scum who pamper me so

Yeah, 4 stone 7, an epilogue of youth
Such beautiful dignity in self-abuse
I've finally come to understand life
Through staring blankly at my navel